SEOUL, South Korea – North Korea's Kim Jong Il made his elusive youngest son a four-star general in a major promotion seen Tuesday as confirmation that he is slated to become the country's next leader. via news.yahoo.com There is probably little hope that a dynastic succession in North Korea will alleviate the suffering of its…

Rain is a lucky sign on one’s wedding day. A few drops fell as my husband and I tied the knot (although I recall more dust and debris raining down on us that wind swept day in Vegas.) We get to attend a wedding today and the weather is calling for thunderstorms. Lightning has already…

Much more than a simple ebook resource, Girlebooks aims to make classic and contemporary works by female writers available to a large audience through the ebook medium. via girlebooks.com So many wonderful titles! What to choose? "The Gals" have a lot to write about, and I need more hours in the day to read their…

was this manic, I can hardly wait for Friday. One of those days where people took leave of their senses (left behind on the breakfast table, no doubt), and chaos reigned supreme. Everyone wanted something as I wrestled to keep my head screwed on. I felt as though my cranium would up and take flight.…

  The rattling of nerves and an addled brain keep nervous time with the wind and rain. There’s only one antidote to quell my restless spirit; a day lost in pleasant sounds and dispatches from home.

Looking in on the ordinary. But with the right frame of mind and the light cast just right, a universe reveals itself.

“I will say this: Today, we are going to thank Pete Carroll and his staff. They did an outstanding job,” 49ers coach Mike Singletary said. “It was good medicine for us. We have to swallow it. Bitter. There’s no sugar coating it at all.” via www.seahawks.com tee hee. GO HAWKS!

  9-11-2010   On this day of gridiron battles, the lightness of nine year olds playing tackle football is clouded by memories of terror and smoke. Sitting on a bleacher, inhaling humidity and doughnut glaze, cheering for the home team is delicious, empty-headed Freedom. I feel no need to be ironic or judgmental. However, I…

I’m storming through this Thursday morning. Tires make sibilant hisses against the slick blacktop. The light outside my window has come up all hazy and blue and wind bends back the live oak. Thoughts lost in this storm. The clocks remind me of the appointments I must keep. Sent from my iPhone

  Getting a leg up. Putting one’s best foot forward. Taking a step in the right direction. Standing on my own two feet. Stepping on people’s toes.   There’s a call I need to take. Trouble is, the phone hasn’t rung in weeks. The message must have gotten lost in translation and now it’s a…