Monthly Archive for November, 2008

Black Friday 2008: Meh.

In a shocking development, the Abbott Family slept in this morning! As Luke predicted, after scanning all the sales at the local stores last night, there was little that grabbed our interest (maybe $20 worth). So, to getting up at 5:00am, we said, “meh.”

Want to read last year’s account of Black Friday? Follow the link below…

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This morning we experienced Black Friday for the fourth time. It became a family tradition quite by chance in 2004, when we happened to go in to OfficeMax on Black Friday for some paper clips and ended up… Continue reading ‘Black Friday 2007: An Abbott Tradition’

Gardener’s Wisdom, Vol. 182

A weed in time, saves nine. —Papa

DIY Chiropractic Work

Three weeks ago, Luke and I went up to the UCSC Fall Festival. This is where all the PE clubs put out a table and recruit students. Since all the students we had graduated, we desperately needed new blood to keep the club going.

Well, the day went great. For two reasons.…Continue reading ‘DIY Chiropractic Work’

The Trouble Is, We Actually “Do Treat Others As…”

Christ said, “And as ye would that men should do to you, do ye also to them likewise.” And as I look around me, low and behold, we actually do. Or perhaps I should say, we treat others as we treat ourselves. Of course, I’m sure Christ was referring to how we, in our hypocrisy, believe others should treat us. Our ideal seldom, perhaps never, fits the real. Noticing that each of us treats others as we treat ourselves has been a real eye opener. Thus, we’ll begin to treat other differently only when we treat ourselves differently. Don’t hold your breath. We love to beat up on ourselves. A subtle point perhaps that would have been lost on the folks back then? Or now?

Rough and Rocky

My dad had his some of happiest moments playing banjo. He wasn’t a great player but he sure enjoyed himself. He got good enough to have a band with some other Berkeley professors. We had jams at our house on Sunday nights.

I’m not a very good player either but I too find some of my most soulful joy playing and singing with family and friends. We go to jams too. I recently attended a bluegrass festival set in picturesque Big Sur. I plopped myself down with my friend Shirley (who plays very well) and we jammed. Good cheap fun. We’re singing “Don’t this Road look Rough and Rocky?” I try to sing it from a woman’s point of view, although the words are written from the man’s point of view. I don’t always succeed as you’ll see (if you listen).

Halloween, Blow By Blow

I’m not much of a party person—at least, when it comes to college parties. But, when the UCSC FPC (Film Production Coalition, a student-run club which I am a part of) invited me to a Halloween Night club party at one of the club leader’s houses, I said, “OK, adventure!”

So here’s how the night went on…Continue reading ‘Halloween, Blow By Blow’