...as stated earlier, it's now housed at Blogspot.  I'm posting here (as I will do from time to time) to make sure LiveJournal doesn't delete this account for inactivity.  And now, as TV stations used to say before they played the national anthem and signed off, I wish you a very pleasant good night and good morning. 

Starting with my next entry, I will be continuing this blog on Blogger.  Nothing will change except the URL.  So, to continue reading my blog, go to http://aspergerspoet.blogspot.com.

I will maintain the archive here at LiveJournal for all the entries prior to this. 

Parents who host lose the most, read the signs and posters that I see at Kroger and Giant Eagle, especially near the beer and wine section.  Simply put, it means that if there's underage drinking at your house, and you've given it your blessing (or, even worse, made the run to the liquor store for the teens), you are facing some steep legal ( Read more... )

 All the recent news about the fires in the Marietta area (the fire at Marietta Wine Cellars has been ruled arson) made me think--as my mind makes its usual illogical leaps--of Cisler bricks, and late this afternoon I posted a Craigslist ad saying I wanted to buy a Cisler brick.  (I wasn't even 100% sure what category this matched, so I chose " ( Read more... )

One milestone on the road to maturity and adulthood is when sleeping in becomes more attractive than staying up late.  Steph is at choir practice tonight, and once it's over she joins several of her fellow singers for pizza in Worthington, so this is the night when she and I stay up the latest.  (Susie has been in bed since 9.)

Staying up late was a ( Read more... )

There were at least two major fires in my hometown of Marietta during the past 2-3 days, and all of my Facebook friends from Marietta posted details and pictures, as well as links to local newspapers and WTAP-TV, the station in nearby Parkersburg ( Read more... )

In my last entry, I mentioned in passing that I'd be headed to Washington, D.C. on Friday night for a peace march, along with about 60 others.  I made the trip and came back to Columbus about 4:30 this morning, exhausted and exhilarated all at the same time.

Much of the action was concentrated in Lafayette Park, across from the White House.  Our bus ( Read more... )

I'm at the main library, while Susie is at the Davis Center auditioning for Honk, Jr.  After Davis fell victim to the city's budget axe, I never thought I'd be down here again for this purpose, but Davis is back on its feet and Honk, Jr. (based on "The Ugly Duckling") will debut in May.

Drama was one area where I was content to remain behind the ( Read more... )

Steph is teaching a piano lesson right now as I type.  She and her student practiced Bach's "Minuet in G Major," which is a piece I've always loved.  (Just to show my age, I still think of it as "A Lover's Concerto," a song recorded by The Toys when I was a preschooler, back when the earth's surface was cooling ( Read more... )

Grudgingly, I am thankful that this cough didn't start in all its glory until after I was 100% healed from my surgery.  The small sutures in my right side from the gallbladder surgery haven't been painful, but I would have been afraid--with every heavy cough--that I'd be on the verge of popping the stitches.  That being said, I have been plagued ( Read more... )