The Archivist's Pen

Technology is confusing for the elderly. It's confusing for young people too, and I'm going to try and explain why you shouldn't just assume kids have all the answers.

I don't go to the movies often, so when I do go, it's a big deal. When it's the first movie since my surgery, it's not like it gets any bigger than that.

It all started with a rock. It's a big rock, the kind a farmer pays to have moved out of their field and a rich homeowner pays to put in their yard like a lawn ornament. It got a whole lot bigger than that.

America turns 250 tomorrow, and that's a good excuse to look back and reflect on what makes us the nation we are, not to mention the nation we were.

Allergies. For some, an annoyance. For others, a death sentence. Why is it that such a complex thing is so easy to forget about or misunderstand? I've got some thoughts, and a desire to explain why ignoring how big a deal allergies can be threatens us all.

My cousin's getting married, and against the wishes of my sensible advisors (my mother and sister) I've decided to commemorate the occasion with a post on my blog. Think of it as a wedding gift, just one that wasn't on the registry and can't be returned for cash.

This whole thing started as a joke, but then my brain started actually doing the work, and before I knew it there was too much fleshed out for me to not finish the job. Whether this leaves you hungry, you feel underdressed, or simply confused, I'll consider it a job well done.

I love my Papa Ken, and I've loved him since the days where me calling him "Papa" was cute rather than weird. He has Alzheimer's, and when you live with someone in that situation, you learn the best way to manage things is to live like you're running a con in a heist movie. If that sounds insane, you clearly have never worked with the elderly.

The Dells are a story that you have to read to believe, and I hope you'll read what I've put together after swimming through some local history.

No one likes road work. Hopefully they like reading about it though.

Mother's Day gives me a chance to brag about my mother, and it's also a chance to try and come clean about how much she's had to put up with. Love you Mom!

May Day wasn't a holiday I ever expected to write about, but then I learned a few things... then a few more things... and then I decided to make that knowledge everyone's problem.

My surgery was several weeks ago. I'm putting myself back together. It's a long, slow process with a lot of steps, but it's worth it. Good thing I'm not the only one working on this particular Seth-shaped jigsaw puzzle, and that at least one of the people involved is an expert. Confused? That's normal, and it probably won't clear up after reading this, but hopefully you'll at least get a laugh or two out of it.

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