The Weather in Atlanta Goes to Eleven.
by Russ 11 Alive is crackin’ me up. Here’s how- Our Atlanta area NBC affiliate, 11 Alive, has come up with a new marketing plan. They have dubbed their weather department The Weather Information...
Ice Cream Spoon
by Karen You never know what you’ll learn while traveling. I met a fellow southerner on a group outdoors trip. We were in a state park cabin and I asked for the iced tea...
Real World Dreaming in A Virtual World Game
by Karen This is one of two posts about a love-hate experience with Farmville.com, a game I played for a brief time, at least 20 years ago. Here, I share how my Farmville design...
Facebook, Farming and the Future
By Karen I avoided Facebook (FB) for years. I have to admit that I saw it as a narcissistic black hole that could suck you in and remove you from deeper, more natural relationships....
Ode to a Borrower’s Bookcase
By Karen The first time my lodging came with a lending library I was in Turrialba, Costa Rica at a bed and breakfast. The bookcase was centrally located near the dining area. Don’t imagine...
Children Lead a Wildlife
by Karen This week, March 15-21, is National Wildlife Week and a great time to get outside. From local and urban parks to National Wilderness Areas people seek nature to play, enjoy the view,...
Interrupted by a Screech, or Not
Last week I heard about more “Driving While Texting” accidents than ever before. The problem has drawn heavy attention from lawmakers and law practitioners. Oprah is talking about it. The Georgia legislature is looking...
Goodwill and the Economy Co-Evolve
by Karen As a long-time supporter of thrift stores and Goodwill, both as a donor of stuff and as a customer, I was glad to see some of the savvy marketing and new technology...
Brad Pitt and Quentin Tarantino: Cooking for Basterds
By Karen On a recent trip to Japan I was channel surfing in my hotel. I usually want to be out and about while traveling, but Japanese television is famous for its unique window...
How Cute are These Boots?
by Karen Last Saturday morning our regular ritual was disturbed. Normally we go to the Marietta Square Farmer’s Market and run errands while listening to four favorite radio programs, “Martinis Con Queso”, “Wait,Wait Don’t...