Bored… Or Worse: Boring

Sometimes I wonder why I do this to myself. Why do I try to write novels, sew period costumes, learn the sword, and all that other crazy stuff that I do? Why do I work myself into a frenzy trying to get all these things done? Why don’t I just go to work, do my job, then go home and watch the news like everyone else?Continue reading “Bored… Or Worse: Boring”

Graduate Student Guilt

If you’ve ever attended graduate school, you probably know exactly what this is.

It’s that anxious feeling you get when you try to relax for a while. Pursue a hobby. Watch a football game. Go on a hike. Try to take a nap.

It’s that feeling that, if you’re conscious and able to think, you ought to be working. There’s always something that needs to be done. Continue reading “Graduate Student Guilt”

Computer Art Portfolio

Two times in the last week I’ve found myself in a position of offering to do computerized artwork for friends. This is something I’m always happy to do. I love doing art, I just don’t often have time any more.

Most people don’t think of me as an artist, though many who are near me know that I have made one or two t-shirt designs.Continue reading “Computer Art Portfolio”

Horses

It’s late on a Sunday night. For some reason, I’ve been convinced all day that it’s Saturday. Maybe because tomorrow’s a holiday. Maybe because I didn’t sleep well last night so yesterday has just run into today as one big blur.

For whatever reason, I have been thinking it’s Saturday and that I already blogged today so I don’t have to now.

Only that it’s Sunday, and if I want to blog every day I need to blog yet today.

So, here are some pictures of horses that I took at the New York State Fair this weekend. Please enjoy them.Continue reading “Horses”

Photos My Son Takes – At the Renaissance Faire

We went as a family to the Sterling Renaissance Festival today. A bit of a ‘last blast’ before I head out to points West for field work in the morning.

We all got in costume, though somehow, we didn’t manage to get a portrait of all three of us together. Oh well.

Upon our arrival. Me and the boy.
Upon our arrival. Me and the boy.

Continue reading “Photos My Son Takes – At the Renaissance Faire”