Author Archives: Thom

I was saddened to hear of Alan Rickman’s death this morning. He was an amazing actor, and one who impacted me more than most. Yes, he first got noticed playing bad guys, including a delightfully nasty Sheriff of Nottingham in … Continue reading →

I was watching some more 80’s music videos when all of a sudden I spotted a familiar face. Let’s see if you recognize her: I even went out to check Wikipedia to be sure. That’s Virgina Madsen, who I had … Continue reading →

I ran across these online. They’re fun, surprisingly spoiler-free, and I’ve got nothing for today anyway. This is clearly from a different time period, but here’s evidence Harrison is still a good sport and a gracious star.  

My encounter with ABBA last week (curse you, YouTube suggested videos!) got me down a music rabbit hole as more and more videos linked up from my past. So now I’ll punish y’all with it, too. (Or you can just … Continue reading →

I was still pretty young when my older siblings (I can’t remember which now) bought an ABBA album. I grew up listening to it, and then just as quickly as they arrived on the scene they disappeared. By the time … Continue reading →

I’ve mentioned before that my wife and I are Cub Scout den leaders for the Bears, or the nine-year-old boys. They’re an interesting age, so enthusiastic about everything–perhaps too much so sometimes. They can get us off topic almost before … Continue reading →

Up in Malheur County, Oregon right now there’s an armed protest being held by disgruntled ranchers, some of whom are members of the same church as myself, and are using scriptural references to justify their actions. This has drawn enough … Continue reading →

I won’t go so far as to say I’m surprised to see kindness in the world, but I’m certainly encouraged when I see it, especially in places where it’s not expected. I’ve written before about my children’s involvement in Pokémon … Continue reading →

The past year is a blur. And yet so much happened. My wife’s parents came for a visit. Our dog Sofie died, and now Sam leaving his mischievous paw prints on our hearts. My daughter entered high school. I wrote … Continue reading →