Monthly Archives: March 2014

Being Driven Mad

Kage Baker, as I have often reported, did not drive. However, she liked car journeys, so she was driven everywhere she needed to go; usually by me, since we lived together for most of our lives. However, when given a … Continue reading

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St. Patrick’s Day

Kage Baker wasn’t that fond of St. Patrick’s Day. It’s an American riot, at heart, and wearied her, despite the family’s putative Irish blood. She did celebrate St. Patrick’s Day – with a restrained roll of the eye, a shrug … Continue reading

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A Brief Note On Fake Potatoes

Kage Baker loved See’s Irish Potatoes. If you have somehow overlooked these most peculiar confections, they are a short-term novelty sweetie produced by See’s Candies to honour St. Patrick’s Day. They are a fist-sized ( a lady’s smallish fist, anyway) … Continue reading

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Sloth Alert

Kage Baker had no compunctions about declaring a day off. Especially when it was “off” like a bad egg or elderly milk – and some days are like that, you know, they just stink; and they make you ill if … Continue reading

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Spring Is Coming

Kage Baker was particularly susceptible to spring fever. When the vernal equinox approached and began to manifest – that was when she was most likely to drop everything and take off. She’d have the urge to find some newly green … Continue reading

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It’s Enough For Me That They Work

Kage Baker was entertained by the proliferation of e-culture. Not so much the etiquette of how to use electronics – though that has been proliferating as well. There are acceptable, mainstream and also rogue and outlaw ways to use one’s … Continue reading

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Embarked On A New Media

Kage Baker was a great admirer of labor-saving devices. They were a fervent goal of domestic society when we were growing up, the pinnacle of every housewife’s dreams: machines to free her from the tedious labour of housework. While we … Continue reading

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