Ruminations of a Feisty Old Quaker

Love and Diarrhea

August 13, 2017

Tags: love, diarrhea, cats, George Fox, Quakers, miracles, hate

We have been dealing with a sick cat. Rosie, our Siamese-tortoiseshell mix, has been suffering from episodic diarrhea and vomiting for the last two weeks. All will be well for several days, and then she will go through eight to twelve hours of shooting from both ends. Usually in one of the carpeted areas of the house. Usually coming on too quickly for her to get to a litter box.

OK. We plan to take her to the vet tomorrow morning. But first, this story.

Saturday was one of her bad days. The messes on the carpet began appearing (more…)

I Always Think there's a Band

July 6, 2017

Tags: Music Man, con, bamboozle, Trump, McConnell, Ryan, love, health insurance, castles in the air

Toward the end of the fabulous 1962 motion picture production of Meredith Willson's The Music Man, there's a line - almost a throwaway line - that brilliantly sums up the secret behind every successful con. It comes as Professor Harold Hill, the flim-flam man who's just about wrapped up one more town-load of (more…)