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Author Archives: ksedinger
Morning skies
Sorry about the radio silence of late, folks, but I’ll be honest: Current Events are consuming more of my brain cycles than I want to admit, and while I could fill this space with my thoughts as to how the Election … Continue reading
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Something for Thursday
It’s Halloween! So it’s time for an annual tour of some spooky music.
Wifi? Iffy!
Our spiffy high-speed wifi router that we got a few months ago died. Now we’re back on our older, less fast high-speed router. Sigh! This is like going back to a horse-drawn carriage for the several-hour trek to Mankato!!! That … Continue reading
Tone Poem Tuesday
This week’s selection is stretching the definition of “tone poem” probably past the breaking point, as this piece is not orchestral at all; it was originally written for harpsichord but we’re going to hear it on piano. It’s by Jean-Philippe … Continue reading
I don’t know, folks. I just don’t know sometimes.
Maybe I’ve mentioned this before, but my father once referred to one of the elections when I was a kid as “a referendum on the American people”. I don’t think that’s ever been more true, because if this is who … Continue reading
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Soup and Sunday Stealing
Gramps turned eighty the other day,and everybody was there.He was dressed up in a brand new suit,sittin’ in his big arm chair. Then a beautiful, young, naked womanstood up in front of the group.She offered gramps some super sex,So he … Continue reading
My world (most of it, anyway) in one photo
It’s amazing to me how much of my life has unfolded within the boundaries of this photo: (via)
Something for Thursday
The other day I featured an instrumental medley of tunes from the Lerner-and-Loewe Broadway show Camelot, and since then I’ve had the music of Camelot on my brain, so I’ve been listening to the songs quite a bit–both from the movie soundtrack and … Continue reading
“Found On Road Dead”
That’s a mocking phrase that car folks who prefer Chevy tend to invoke when discussing Ford vehicles, implying that “Ford” is actually an acronym whose letters stand for that phrase. Or, “Fix Or Repair Daily”. Or my favorite, “F*cked Over … Continue reading
The world does not need my voice today
That is all.