Sunday Scribbles #40 - Destination

#40 Destination“Wherever you go, there you are.”We often become so caught up in our destination that we fail to notice the methods we are utilizing to arrive at it. We disregard living in the present as we intently daydream of the future.How do we approach our goals? Are they pragmatic? Are they obtainable? We push ourselves to achieve some great thing (be it a personal goal, the completion of a project, the closure of a chapter in our lives, the beginning of a new dawn) and at times permit ourselves to fall into despair when it seems as if we are no closer to the realization...

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In Praise of my Vue, and Saturn

We had a delightful Christmas, dear Readers. Thank you for all the holiday ecards and lovely toasts to our health and success for 2007. I will be posting about the holiday momentarily. I dedicate this post to my Vue. Ha!It has been a very difficult weekend for Better Half and Autrice! It commenced on Friday morning, when our only vehicle ceased to cooperate. Our Vue, which we acquired...

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Sunday Scribbles #39 - Change

The prompt for this week’s Sunday Scribbling is “# 39 Change”. “New Year's is coming up, and with it, maybe, resolutions for change, for growth, for achievements in the coming year. You might write about that -- whether you make resolutions or not (if not, why?) -- or about the idea of change in general. Is it scary? Is it possible for people to change in any fundamental way? Or...

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Christmas 2007 - Decor at Pembroke Cottage

Pardon the pictures, dear Readers. Out of town family wished to see our holiday decorating, and I grew weary of sending out jpg fil...

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Random Thoughts

I felt the mad urge to blog today. What is worse is that I am also fighting the mad urge to blog in the third person. That style of writing is one of my Naughty Habits, and I often engaged in it during my college years. That is not to say that I find it an incorrect style of writing – rather, it is simply a Guilty Pleasure that Autrice happens to enjoy.“Autrice, are you actually...

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Because It's All About Meme

Roadchick tagged me with this Meme (The Chick rocks!) and I am passing it along to several of you. Roadchick is my favorite "third person blogger" and I have elected to do this in third person for the very spirit of it.Here are the rules: Each player of this game starts with the "6 Weird Things about You." People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things...

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Sunday Scribbles #36 - In the last hour...

Today was the first opportunity that I have had to unravel the Tapestry of Weirdness. (Dear New Readers, that is my email in-box. Just about everything in life can be defined by enhanced terms. Generic is so 1990’s.)I have become quite the haphazard email responder. (“Haphazard, Aut? Try hardly ever!”) Unfortunately, this creates two primary issues for me: people believe I do not...

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My Dad

Better Half and I had the most wondrous afternoon. It was a total pleasure waking up late, without a care in the world in regard to schedules. The only solemn shadow was a fair bit of miserable news from Colorado.I woke up to find that Better Half had already prepared the celery and onion for the stuffing mixture, and had toasted all the bread. It was a simple matter of combining everything together (with five dogs desperately hoping we would accidentally drop morsels) and getting the capon washed and loaded. Our other side dishes were quick to make, and we opted to put work...

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I HAVE RETURNED!!!

Hello Blogland. This is your host, the Bemused Muse, signing in after several months of wretchedly sporadic posting.I do feel badly that I have taken such a long sabbatical from this blog. I have lost several readers, to be certain. I wish to offer my admiration to those of you who have “hung in there” with me. Your thoughts, email, ecards and thoughtfulness are very much appreciated....

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Sunday Scribblings #34 - Hero

"Hero". That is the topic of Sunday Scribblings: #34.Main Entry: he·ro Pronunciation: 'hir-(")OFunction: nounInflected Form(s): plural heroesEtymology: Latin heros, from Greek hErOs 1a : a mythological or legendary figure often of divine descent endowed with great strength or ability b : an illustrious warrior c : a man admired for his achievements and noble qualities d : one that shows great courage2 a : the principal male character in a literary or dramatic work b : the central figure in an event, period, or movement3 plural usually heros : SUBMARINE 24 : an object of extreme...

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REVIEW: Triptych of Terror

It is with trembling pleasure that I give you (FINALLY) my review of Triptych of Terror, a horror anthology featuring the works of John Michael Curlovich, Michael Rowe, and David Thomas.Michael Rowe's "In October" is by far the most enthralling of all three tales. It is delightfully disturbing and dark, with realistic main characters and a well-paced plot line in which readers...

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Sunday Scribblings #33 - I don't want to be a passenger in my own life."

The prompt for Sunday Scribblings this week is a quote: "I don't want to be a passenger in my own life." (Diane Ackerman, picture on left.)Ackerman has a few quotes out there, and of course it is always best to read her entire works to obtain a better grasp of the concept she is attempting to flesh out. She is an intriguing author to me, if only for priceless gems such as "When...

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Sunday Scribblings #32 - Mornings

I don't do mornings.The e...

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Sunday Scribbles #31 - Bedtime Stories

Once upon a time, in a Land filled with instant gratification, there lived an Urban Princess. The Princess was due at the Ball the next morning, but the excitement of it left her mind racing at night.Each evening, the Princess lay her petite head upon the pillow, yet sleep eluded her. Surely, she thought, I have been hexed by that powerful witch of a Department Manager. Surely,...

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Pharmaceuticals and Caribou

This sabbatical has taken much longer than expected, and I apologize to my regular readers for leaving them out in the cold. Thank you for all the warm email wishes. At least I feel good. I feel much better than I did the day before. To feel good (to feel well) is to feel alive.I would like to thank all the little people who made this wonderful event of "feeling good" possible,...

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Friday the 13th: the Muse Roams Blogland.

Happy Friday the 13th to all of you. Friday is my blogging day, where I can sit back and read catch up on everyone's week. I thought it would be nice to share some of my faviortes with you today:I have just come back from Roadchick's Roadtrip, where I LMAO over her spewing pumpkin and Friday the 13th Follies. I'm down to the granny panties, but not desperate enough to do the Man...

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My Apologies

I'm sorry I have not made much of an effort to keep up my blog this week. I will probably lose a few readers over that.It has been a bad month for me physically. The month itself, and the environment around me, is epically beautiful however, and I managed to get a few pictures of the season before the leaves are snatched from the trees by the hands on winter. I'll try to get them posted tomorrow.As I write this, the first snowflakes are falling outside!Other than that, I have not been able to do much. My apologies to y...

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A Catfish Paprika Recipe Worthy of George Totin

What does one do with 4 pounds of fresh catfish? The packets were on sale yesterday, and for roughly $3, we would have the makings of a goof fish fry. We would have, that is, if Better Half wasn't too sore from doing yard work yesterday.There are many things I can do well, but frying fish is not one of them. Better Half, the Southern Boy, can fry anything to perfection. He surely...

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Sunday Scribblings #28 - An Assignment

This Sunday Scribblings was a tough one, as I'm sort of homebound this week - thanks to my crappy body.As I can not write about any people that I observe (and writing about Better Half becomes too mundane for some of my readers), I'll draw you into Bold's world.The Autumn air has chilled, and the leaves prepare to slip their bonds. The sun dances through them, and the canopy of...

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On Entropy, the Arrow of Time, and Anthropic bias

I am going to digress from my usual rambling to allow you a brief snapshot into what Better Half and I do while driving: we communicate. Talking is a lost art to many people. It is more than a method of conveying needs; it is the prime method whereupon we can convey thoughts, theory, and philosophical ideas. To dialog, to communicate what seems incommunicable, is divine. This...

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