Back to the oars today after a late night. Coffee and good poetry soon put all to rights, and we were working through Bob’s poems. Right good ‘uns, too. Later there was an interesting poem from Allen featuring a peregrine attacking a sparrow. I must say, referring to none I shall name, that I for …
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Glen07 Day 6: The Music in our Hearts
The morning workshop session, our last, was a bit more open ended than previous days since we only had two or three stories to critique. We had more room for general discussion about various topics. Two of our members had already departed campus, which served to remind us that the week was coming to a …
Glen07 Day 3: Patty and the Big Elephant
The morning came early and my comments on stories came late today. For some reason, I had some serious trouble coming up with comments on the stories we workshopped today. In ironical fashion, for some reasons the commments I did make caused Moira to ask follow up questions so I ended up talking alot. Today …
The International Disc Golf Center
I arrived at the International Disc Golf Center mid-morning on Monday. I was greeted by Lorrie, I believe, when I walked into the pine panelled walls of the IDGC and stood facing the stone and metal sculpture of a disc golfer. After showing me the features of the IDGC she got me some bug repellent …
NOLA throws plastic (other than beads)
After Sherry got up, got ready, I walked her to Canal St. I was mocked at several points for doing so since the path to Canal St. that looked so deserted and potentially dangerous for a lone, small woman carrying a briefcase the night before was now a somewhat busy, safe looking area bustling with …
St. John’s Disc Golf: Strike 2
Last year when I tried out the St. John’s College disc golf course, I was less than impressed. But, optimist that I am, I packed the discs again this year, and trotted out to the course to try again. Here’s the skinny: Pros: Great scenery Lots of elevation changes I actually found each basket this …
GW: Day 4: Free, Free…
It was gruesome, as on Christmas Eve in an old house a strange tale should essentially be. –Henry James Last year during the free day, I retreated into my room and the library, and did little but listen to Over the Rhine’s Ohio. The previous year, I accompanied Cindy and Laura out to Chimayo and …
DGNE: Day3
So, we’re leaving CT and heading to Rhode Island (a state whose smallness boggles my mind), and we’re sitting at a red light when –bump– a lady who also had been sitting behind us at the red light decides it would be fun to run into our rear end. We exit the car and take …
DGNE: Day 2
Newark, DE. White Clay DGC. Lose a Gazelle. Find a different Gazelle. Rough. Deuce. Rough. Humidity. Did I say Rough? Humidity. 10 holes. Back to hotel. Shower. Drive. Drive. About 300 miles today. I need a hero fresh from the fight. Philadelphia New Jersey SLEEPY HOLLOW!! Norwalk, CT. Cranbury Park. Mansion. Deuce. Trees. Lots of …
DGNE: Day 1
This morning Sherry and I got up early and scooted out the door at 7:30. We made excellent time to Cleveland, and I ended up being checked-in and through security by 9:30. The x-ray operator seemed a bit perplexed by my disc golf bag, but he let me through with no trouble. Given that my …
