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Beats Talking to Myself: Saturday Night Griever--NOT
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Beats Talking to Myself. A forum for one old woman to speak her mind and share her writing. Monday, April 13, 2015. Saturday Night Griever- NOT. Bach and the cello. Hayden and the string quartet. Sunday I tried again because it was so much fun. I listened to a Hayden string quartet (Opus 2, No. 5 in D major) with colored pencils in hand, and if my son hadn't called me and mentioned the time of day, I would have missed my dinner engagement. April 19, 2015 at 7:29 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Beats Talking to Myself: June 2014
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Beats Talking to Myself. A forum for one old woman to speak her mind and share her writing. Friday, June 27, 2014. August 16, 1939 - June 26, 2014. Sunday, June 22, 2014. Five easy steps to access Google Admin for your Blog. Last year I made thorough notes on how to get into my Admin Account on Google so I would NEVER have the same frustration renewing my blog's domain again. Guess what! Google made changes in early 2014 to its Admin Account design and set-up, so last year's tips didn't work this year.
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Beats Talking to Myself: Explosive, positive energy
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Beats Talking to Myself. A forum for one old woman to speak her mind and share her writing. Wednesday, February 11, 2015. Explosive, positive energy. I attended a neighborhood meeting to discuss how we, as people who would be adversely affected by the change, could effectively push back on the rezoning. I was pleasantly surprised. This was not a brainstorming session. This was a focused and structured strategy developed by three men I’d never even seen. No doubt in my mind, that first meeting had a negat...
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Beats Talking to Myself: September 2014
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Beats Talking to Myself. A forum for one old woman to speak her mind and share her writing. Tuesday, September 30, 2014. Because my home is adjacent to a wonderful, county-maintained trail, I try to walk for exercise as often as I can. Walking is a good way to think, too- to ponder life, to sort out problems, to make plans. For years I'd return from a solo walk with observations to share with Jay. Now I have to keep my thoughts to myself, or trot them out across my blog. And here, right by my front door ...
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Beats Talking to Myself: For the love of lunch . . . and a friend
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Beats Talking to Myself. A forum for one old woman to speak her mind and share her writing. Thursday, March 26, 2015. For the love of lunch . . . and a friend. Chip Purchase and Jay Glerum at lunch. In Milwaukee at USITT 2013. I listened to all the testimonials during the event at USITT and it struck me how many people had a professional and personal relationship with Jay and that he had a profound influence on their lives. My relationship with Jay and with Sallie seemed to revolve around food.
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Beats Talking to Myself: October 2014
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Beats Talking to Myself. A forum for one old woman to speak her mind and share her writing. Thursday, October 30, 2014. Remaking ourselves for Halloween. Awaiting darkness . . . and illumination of the pumpkins. One of my sons is especially likely to invent an original Halloween costume. Not only is he creative, but he loves the holiday. Over the years, I've ooh-ed and ah-ed over some spectacularly clever and funny ideas he's had for costumes. Here are the two heads visible. Pumpkins on pikes north.
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Beats Talking to Myself: February 2015
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Beats Talking to Myself. A forum for one old woman to speak her mind and share her writing. Thursday, February 26, 2015. Here is the author at age 13. Not yet an old fart. The class instantly fell silent. Mr. B.walked over to T. Ed’s desk and yanked him up by his collar. 8220;Go to the office,. Everyone in the class was talking about what had happened. Girls were smirking and whispering, knowingly raising their eyebrows as if to say, ‘Now isn’t he. 8221; she asked Karen and me. Years later, when we were ...
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Beats Talking to Myself: May 2014
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Beats Talking to Myself. A forum for one old woman to speak her mind and share her writing. Friday, May 30, 2014. Worth their Weight in Gold! An excursion to the Klondike Gold Rush N. In the first snapshot you'll see the monetary value today of our granddaughters, eleven and almost thirteen, if they were gold (instead of people)- $3,380,902.40! In 1897 their value would have been $41,924.57. Try $100,000,000. Labels: Klondike Gold Rush Museum. Thursday, May 29, 2014. At Mae's school it was. PS I just lea...
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Beats Talking to Myself: A Legacy of Lists, a Warren of Warranties, an Inheritance of Instructions
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Beats Talking to Myself. A forum for one old woman to speak her mind and share her writing. Wednesday, March 11, 2015. A Legacy of Lists, a Warren of Warranties, an Inheritance of Instructions. Jay was nothing if not organized, creating checklists for work and home, years before checklists became trendy. A mainstay of a rigging inspections, a checklist insures the inspector forgets nothing! In the third edition of Stage Rigging Handbook. Knew where to find them. Knew where they were! What a guy, indeed&#...
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Beats Talking to Myself: January 2015
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Beats Talking to Myself. A forum for one old woman to speak her mind and share her writing. Monday, January 26, 2015. Funny, isn’t it, how you can meet some people multiple times without their leaving a lasting impression—while other people make an enormous impression from the first moment you’re introduced. It’s funny, too, how watching three people work together with passion and conviction can infuse a dimension of hope into the life of the observer. In my January 4 post, Saturday Night in Bothell.
