to insult, to shame, to..well you just take your pick, I was the one. I had cars going past me as I was just walking alone home, and they found it fitting to hurl insults at me..at best. If it was just insults it was a good day. Then there were ...
As we laid out our vacation plans, which included a drive to the East side of the island to visit Paya Bay, the agent replied with “OH,” followed by warnings that a car was not a good vehicle to travel with as the roads to get to Paya Bay were extremely bad. I’m not sure if...
It was destroyed by fire during the Ōnin War (a civil war that lasted from 1467 to 1477) and was rebuilt in 1499. It was registered as a World Heritage Site in 1994. The Randen Railway Kitano line & Arashiyama For our final stop of the day, we ventured to Arashiyama in the ...
as if old somehow meant good anyway, as if nuclear families were ever the norm, as if homosexuality were recent, as if war were noble, as if our continued slander of the poor and desperate, from the workhouses to the dole queue, were something to be proud ...
And it reminded me very much of a similar table which served in my parent’s various houses for nearly four decades, until it was destroyed in the 2003 Paradise Mountain Fire in northern San Diego County. That fire pretty much obliterated Mom and Dad’s retirement house. All that was left...
In her book,On the Banks of Plum Creek,Laura Ingalls Wilder recalls the creepy feeling of the huge grasshoppers clinging to her clothes, writhing and squishing beneath her bare feet and the sound of “millions of jaws biting and chewing” as they destroyed her family’s fields in Minnesota....
Investigators plan to be at the site, 127 B Prince St., which is now a Lucky Brand jeans store, for the next two to three days to search for human remains. The Associated Press reports that the excavation (挖掘) has been the result of a recently ordered review of the case by Manhatta...
When your kids become teenagers, a lot changes. For one thing, you transform from a woman they once worshiped and missed when you left the room to pee to an unpaid Uber driver that embarrasses them daily. Our social lives on weekend nights are practically destroyed, not by dirty diapers,...
This is where we arm the destroyed, the desolate, the disturbed. The weak. The weary. The warlords. The misinformed. The tragically misled. This is where—in the wake of violence and death—we scream “RIGHT TO BEAR ARMS” loud enough to drown out the wailing of the mourners, the agony...
I decided to take a second walk down my road this evening. To combat the rising blood sugars racing through my veins. It was still cool. Sun almost down. But I popped in my earbuds. And off I went! And called a close friend. Told her I’d destroyed my day. Know what she did?