Amazing what one runs across when cleaning out surplus stuff. Also amazing what one never notices until…when one notices it. I rescued this old label some time ago from a box that had been used for storage since whenever. Then it knocked around here and there and was buried, until I dug it up yesterday…
Minding one’s own business doesn’t pay very well. I’m pretty quiet. I don’t have loud parties, don’t play a radio outside, don’t have a constantly barking dog. Many of my neighbors do. I don’t throw trash in my neighbors’ yards — although I may sometimes “return” something that I know is not mine. My neighbors…
Another contribution by A. Nonymous: Knock-Rap for the Guv Little Scotty Walker Playun with his Raygun Shootin down people Who dare to be prayin For jobs and food For their family He got a news slant On the economy The few should be great And the many, little To make ends meet Just throw out…
Guest posts by A. Nonymous, via e-mail. Went to a Democratic Party meeting in Sturgeon Bay Thursday night — very interesting. Jon Erpenbach, the minority leader of the state senate, spoke to us by phone from Chicago and answered questions. He said morale is good among the 14 senators holding out on the budget vote…
The living sturgeons that gave their name to the bay that divides the Door county peninsula — and the city that straddles it — have been nearly wiped out by overfishing and pollution. But their ghosts now haunt the summer streets. Ten years ago the first “Sturgeons Around the Bay” brought out interesting variations on…
I live on a peninsula carved out of solid stone by glaciers, long ago. Stone has been quarried extensively in this area for building. Once there were many stone masons here; they are a rare breed now. Knowing one gives me interesting opportunities for exercising my cinematographomania. It was raining off and on, but I…
It was a day. The worst of it is not knowing what happened. I remember starting out on the walk back home, I know what direction I was headed. I had thought I could get through that maze of streets. Even if I had to cut through a back yard or two, it should have…
Today I unearthed a memo that is over twenty years old — a note from my employer, left for me to find when I opened the shop. Old, but unforgettable. It was a pet shop, operating on a frayed shoestring. I was in charge for most of the day on weekdays. While the boss worked…
I don’t, generally. But there’s a new restaurant in town, and I’m involved with it, and with activity related to it. Not in a big way, but enough to spice up my life. The New Leaf Café is a quickly growing enterprise in downtown Sturgeon Bay. The theme is organic, raw, whole food. And if…
I love karst landscapes. Wisconsin’s Door County, where I was born and currently live, is a monumental block of cracked, leaky Niagara dolomite, riddled with caves. Southern Poland, where my novel, A Drum Is Empty, is set, has it beat all to heck for caves, sinkholes, water-sculpted limestone cliffs, and monadnocks (huge free-standing rocks). A…