Kathy Brasby Blog
How a T-Bar Lift Dragged Me Up a Mountain (and Why Ski Partner Choice Matters)
In a world far, far away, in a time nearly forgotten, my college roommate, Phyllis, and I buckled on skis to ride a T-bar lift. T-bar lifts are extinct today. (That’s not accurate. See the footnote if you care.) Back then, T-bars ferried skiers to the top of the...
The Miracle Needle That Flew 2000 Miles Undetected
Ever had a sewing needle adopt you? Things started when I received a patch from Dan Daetz after I backed his Kickstarter for The Hole Man. It had vivid gold letters, a striking jet image, and the words “Sci Fi Jet Pilot.” This could not stay in my desk drawer. I...
Confessions of a 5K Tortoise
A friend of mine recently told me how she hates to run, but does it anyway. This friend is a kindred spirit. She’s slow. Me, too. She hates treadmills. Me, too. Running is boring. Yep. But she’s been running circuits in her backyard, and I thought I ought to offer her...
Big Mouth Billy Bass and the True Power of Christmas Batteries
When you think of the sounds of Christmas, you may think of the gentle guitar tones of “Silent Night” or the wistful notes of “Silver Bells.” I have young kids rushing through my house regularly so I get to hear other sounds. Like Big Mouth Billy Bass, for example. I...
No Bowling Balls, But Your Robot Vacuum Is Fine
I’ve flown three times in the last year, which included my adventure with TSA and the protein powder. You can read that story here. When I learned that there was a TSA app that might give me the inside info for my next flight, I was all over that. Maybe I could avoid...
I Knocked Then Foofie Happened.
Even before the blue cloud surrounded the house, I was very sorry I had knocked on the door. My sister, Ann, and I used to manage several rental houses for landlords. One day, we had to deliver a notice to a late-paying tenant to either pay up or move out. These have...
Four States, Carhenge, and a Tornado: A Quirky Sister Road Trip Adventure
Here’s your quiz: what do four states, Carhenge, and a tornado have in common? If you said my sister and me, you’ve been paying attention. This all got started when my sister and I drove six hours from home, into Wyoming, to visit family. We had a full day for the...
Lost in Sundance with a Fake Award
When it comes to planning, I don’t do much. I often travel with my sister, who is as into to-do lists as I am. She called me the day before we left on a trip last month. “Are you packed?” “As much as you are.” Which was code for, “I haven’t even done my laundry yet.”...
Google Translate vs. Lorem Ipsum
The last time I counted, I got 46,812 newsletters in my inbox in a month. You think I’m exaggerating, huh? You’re right, of course. It’s 36,812 newsletters. A new one flew into my inbox last week and the writer of this one was too fast with the SEND button. Because...