Friday, September 01, 2006

Ride the bus!

Remember bus travel? I wish we had more of it here in rural Georgia.

a young mother's story of how she tried life without car, using bus and walking.

Friday, July 08, 2005


Would the Catholic Church take me back if I get an anullment from the marriage with my Lutheran wife?

Monday, June 06, 2005

Wanted: artists, writers, authors, thinkers, editorial, typographers

We thought of the name cafegroundzero, due to a discussion that occurred under an old maple tree on the grounds in front of the Emily Post building on a balmy spring day in 1983. The question was, where would you like to be if the bomb ever fell?

The consensus seemed to be that it would be best doing something one really enjoyed, with some one whom one really loved. I thought a cafe would be nice, with some red wine, slightly chilled, our favourite foods, a good conversation, on a sidewalk under a parasol.

The idea would be a meeting place where one could commune, stress free, with the sun, the air, the earth, even a body of water nearby if possible. Discussion would be amicable, calm at times, excited at others, but rarely if ever confrontational. However, if that’s necessary. Anyhow, the subject matter should be mostly philology, art, literature, philosophy, political theory with courtesy for differing viewpoints, the avant-garde, the classical… Not too restricted a field. But serious about having fun.

Longer articles could be divided up into monthly serials. No submissions of hate literature, unless the hate literature is the subject of a serious analysis. Nothing pornographic or that we would need to cover with a brown paper wrapper. Submissions in Spanish or English. Translations need to be certified.

Distribution is still being worked out as we speak. Contact me at hajCUTOUTSPAMgora7(at) for any further details.

First posted at on Jun 06, 08:46AM

Saturday, March 19, 2005

Refining the web log via the template

Lunch is ready

Saturday, March 12, 2005

Re-learning the code for template

Good morning. If you found this, it isn't because I left any mention of this experiment. I'm trying to re-learn how to enter the links and comments in the side-bar.

As I began, I was listening to NPR, to an article on gangs in Pelican State. It was shortly after 09:00 this Saturday morning. We have planned to go to Savannah, to the Tara Fesh to enjoy Irish song and dance. But first I wanted to work on my blogs a little.

Over an hour later, I've come back to edit this posting, having got the code, done some edits, to get the links section back into Live Oak for the first time since the start of the Western Calendar year, 1 January. Oh, better late than never! Time now, 10:40.