Growing Kindess
Shortly after my husband and I moved to our little ranch in a spring over twenty years ago, we realized we didn’t have enough good hay for our two … Continue reading
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Is It Me Or Have We Gone Mad Trying to Be Secure?
Recently, my husband and I have wasted a good portion of our lives wrestling with AI responses to issues that should have been straightforward customer service. For … Continue reading
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Dare to Make Sense
One of the unexpected characteristics I encountered when I first moved to a small-town college from a city university was uber-privacy. In other words, for the first … Continue reading
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The Human Heart and AI
Sitting by yourself in the night, alone with imagination, sometimes fears, always hopes. Feeling overwhelmed by powers. Which powers? Nuclear, military, solar, wind, political or social and financial manipulation…or … Continue reading
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Loving Across the Holes
My grandmother was devoted to a TV soap opera called AS THE WORLD TURNS which ran from 1956 to 2010. At the time, episode writers and their loyal followers … Continue reading
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Cluttered with People
My house is cluttered with people. Not the people themselves, of course. But, like many seniors who’ve lived a long, busy life, my husband and I have a … Continue reading
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Hearing Thoughts
According to certain predictors, one day humans may transform to communicate exclusively by telepathy—sending thought-to-thought without speech. Whether or not you believe that will be possible, stop for a … Continue reading
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Escaping Monsters in the Dark
Horror stories spend considerable time in the dark. Why dark? Because you can’t see around you. Sounds cease to be familiar due to your imagination. You can be surprised. … Continue reading
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Empathy Can Change the World
How realistic video games are! We can attack with impunity people who seem more real and less important every time we engage them. Blood, destruction, death—all sanitized so our children … Continue reading
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Not a Party Girl
There was a time in my past when being a party girl seemed to refer to someone who was good at drinking, necking, and playing games that may have begun … Continue reading
