Monday, May 04, 2026

nice, fine thunder-boomer out there, with bright lightning, big huge thunder that makes the dogs bark, flooding roads, the whole works. driving out to my son's, in a town about two miles away, i almost got out of it, since it was kind of centered in our town, and there was still a kind of eerie daylight on the edges of it for a while. but back in town, in my own house, it really let loose, and the puppies got nervous.

i've been watching for it and actually doing some gardening, and that's very gratifying since it seems to be a built-in instinct to do gardening right before the rain, whether you will actually get any banefit from said gardening or what. you get out there, you pull weeds, the rain pours on everything you didn't pull, and lots of it is very happy that you got rid of all that competition, and it's ready to come up on its own now.

gardening of course leaves me a little stiff and a little dirty, but all that will wash off in the evening shower.

a big day on the blogs, as you might know, this is the main one, over 4800 visited last month alone, welcome to all the visitors, and since you're rolling in, and maybe even reading this, let me just say, i'm a writer with lots of books on amazon, i get writer's block frequently as i've got now, i always seem to be able to ramble on, here, so i do, and finally, i use all small letters to emphasize that it's not pored over, perfected, fact-checked, or any of that, it's just rambling. because i do it more or less entirely for my own purposes that's why it's survived so long, look at that template, there's all kinds of stuff on here. not the least of which is pics of my family carefully concealed so if someone swipes the picture, they won't swipe the name with it. i am very jealously protective of my family but at the same time couldn't live if i didn't have some kind of personal place where i could put their pictures, so this is it.

it's linked on to about 38 blogs that could be considered my system, many of them personal like this one with pictures and me rambling, some of them more on the professonal side. as i become a writer i try to make them more commercial, or possibly better at leading people to my books, but i'm incredibly bad at blatant commercialism and it's taken me years to get even close. nevertheless you can find many of my books here and many of my blogs are so aligned with the books themselves that of course you will find something to lead you to the books if you are looking for them.

all my friends and family seem to be going over to substack, it's the hot thing. if you have something really intelligent to say that's obviously the place. these days i don't have much intelligent to say except "buy my books!" and even that is just commercial yelling, sure to get drowned out in the marketplace. the closest i could get to substack is on my professional blog, which has been going on as long as this one, which also had over 4000 visitors last month, and which has all kinds of esl-related, language-related, interesting things. i however am retired so all i'm really saying these days is to curse the present regime and "buy my books" which is not as intelligent as I'd like. if i can say it, i'll put it over there.

for example i have this little thing about cursive. i have a great-great grandfather who made a very excellent cursive and made enough of it that i could easily put it in a book. i'm sitting here on "the story of my life" which is his rant about how the leaders of hillsdale college screwed him for nothing more than jealously hanging onto its endowment when times were tough; he was the treasurer and as such had sympathy for the rebuilding efforts after the great fire but still didn't believe the endowment should be used to rebuild. hillsdale at that time was not like the conservative place it is today, or rather, it had some common features but wasn't the same hillsdale we know now. anyway his cursive is gorgeous and i'm just sitting on it. time to make a book of cursive. rather, time to fix the printer with the good scanner.

more later, enough damage for one night.

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