jim owens
We’re starting to fall into something of a Spring routine. A little back and forth, with and without dogs, between Park City and southern Nevada. Gardening down there. Family stuff up here. A few small town events. The Boulder City Garden tour. Listening to the first baseball of the true season over the internet. The […]
Curious days indeed. Oh to live in interesting times. It’s been a while since my last missive. I find myself more than a bit paralyzed by distraction and my productivity has taken a dive. I’ve rejoined Facebook, for a while now. And then there is the news. My focus has been shifted against my […]
This will be a brief one. Suffice it to say that my medical debacle has been transcended. It now falls into the category of stuff that I should have taken care of a lot sooner but didn’t because all things medical give me the creeps. The initial operation, not the follow-up collapse on the trail-system. […]
I have forgotten who said it, I think it was Sartre. That the value of something is best understood only through the loss of it. It brings to mind the song “San Diego Serenade” by Tom Waits and covered by the late Nanci Griffith, Joni Mitchell’s “Big Yellow Taxi” and “These are Days” by 10,000 […]
For a Cubs fan the very worst type of Summer involves bullpen issues. When severe, it is simply too painful to watch games literally tossed away at the last possible moment that could easily have been won. Compound this with almost uniform under-performance by the big-time position players that the baseball-bloggers needed so so bad. […]