…Of Course, this Could All Go Horribly Awry

Author: Cosand

  • It Came from Under the Pavement…

    Normally I walk through downtown Seattle and ignore the crazy things.  One gets to work faster if they ignore all the diversions. However, somethings simply cannot be overlooked. Why is…

  • Trying Out: 2017 Index

    Trying Out: The Wrap-Up I survived. I told myself I would try to do something new or challenging every week. Some were a bit much. Some were rather mundane. But…

  • Trying Out: New (Year’s Eve) Park (Week 53)

    Trying Out: Wayne Golf Course Bothell’s Brand-New Park (Week Fifty-Three) I had never walked through a golf course.  Oh sure, I had taken the one week course in high school…

  • Trying Out: Half-Marathon (Week 52)

    Trying Out: One More Long Run (Week Fifty-Two) As I have stated before, my history of running wore my knees out.  I logged eight or so miles once a week…

  • Trying Out: Ice Skating (Week 51)

    Trying Out: Skating on Thick Ice As I alluded to before, there are plenty of holiday activities to partake in when trotting around Seattle.  We may not be New York…

  • Trying Out: Washington State History Museum (Week 50)

    Trying Out: Tacoma’s Historic Past (Week Fifty) When my friend and I were attending the Jet City Show, we drove past a rather spiffy looking building.  Tacoma is all well…

  • Trying Out: Ice Sculpting (Week 49)

    Trying Out: Watching the Ice Chips Fly (Week Forty-Nine) Like most people, my experience with ice sculpting revolves around two events.  One: weddings.  Sometimes folks have a fancy centerpiece.  A…

  • Trying Out: Audio Book (Week 48)

    Trying Out: Dickensian Narration (Week Forty-Eight) Once upon a time I tried to dispose of a mouse.  You know how it goes.  You go to work, you find a mouse…

  • My Hugging Ministry

    My church often encourages us to use our talents for God.  This is most visible through a whole lot of quilts.  There are quite a few volunteers who visit with…

  • Trying Out: Art Gallery (Week 47)

    A/NT Art Gallery (Week Forty-Seven) I strolled into what I thought I was a small, unassuming, independent art museum.  What I did not realize until I entered was that I…