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A Swim Fan’s look at Michael Phelps

June 11, 2012 by Charron's Chatter 8 Comments

The 30th Olympiad will be kicking off in London on July 27th, and since I’m still carrying a torch for the last Olympic Games, I’m already counting down. Pumped, and then some, to witness the pomp and circumstance of the international athletic competition. I’m not as pumped as the participating athletes are of course, but I’m figuratively aflutter, excited as any spectator sport fan would be about an impending favorite event. (so, breaking a slight sweat as I break into my Cheetos bag…)

Sure, I know the Games are categorized by sport, and those sports are further broken down into nationality, time trials, equipment choice, qualification and group or individual, but in my mind the whole shooting match IS the event, and I’m hard put to target a favorite. Metaphor or no metaphor, it isn’t archery, I’ll tell you that much.

 

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Death is a Lonely Business

June 7, 2012 by Charron's Chatter 1 Comment

Ray Bradbury

8/22/1920-6/6 2012

When I was kid, bedtime was 9 o’clock—no if’s, and’s, or spoil-the-child about it. There was no argument I could posture that would be entertained, no tantrum to throw, and definitely no TV in the bedroom ready for my viewing pleasure once the clock chimed the hour. Yes, we had a clock that chimed the hour, and no, there was no Gameboy, Ipod or Smart phone waiting for me, either.

Necessity–the mother of invention–was just a kid back in those days, too.
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Faire Warning

May 16, 2012 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on Faire Warning

 

Or was it?

Drawing a bead on the Bead show

We went to the Gem Faire last weekend, searching for additional trinkets with which to bedazzle bracelets intended as future Christmas gifts, and being the self-described non-crafty animal I am, it took some persuading on Jim’s part to get me to go.

“I’ll buy you something” he said, as I demurred, contemplating an equally interesting interaction between myself and the sofa for the interim. “You can drive the Vette, if you want.” He added, as our kitties ran for cover and I channel-surfed. “You could always blog about it, too.” he tempted, finally striking on the only aspect of the frou-frou event that would interest me…Blogging’s fun, it turns out–which can only mean I’m doing it wrong. For example, that last observation is an addendum to the original post and so substantiates itself.

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