Kana's Chronicles

Life in Kana-text (er… CONtext)

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    what an apt description–I know that feeling too! Like thumbing the wheel of a lighter when there’s not enough fuel…

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    I do enjoy each obsession as it’s upon me… But I will say that some of them are more USEFUL…

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Author: Kana Smith

  • “We sought the same escape with all the desperation of drowning men… A new life has been given us.” ~~A.A. Big Book p.28 This far below the surface, 120 feet of seawater filters the color spectrum so only the blues and blacks remain. When I shine my pocket dive-light on the reef it becomes a…

  • What to Wear When Getting a Traffic Ticket

    I know what you’re thinking: some cleavage and batted eyes might get a girl out of that ticket.  And they might.  Experience has shown me another option, though… I’m a fourth-generation Girl Scout; my great-grandma joined as an adult in the 1930s when she signed up my grandma, hoping to curb Grandma’s tomboyish tendencies.  Great-Grandma…

  • “Honey, out here we pronounce that ‘Iowa’…”

    I actually got that response once, from an older lady (you know, probably about the age I am now) at a campground on the east coast, when I responded to her friendly where-ya-from by answering “Idaho.”  Unsure whether a third-grader were allowed to correct a Grownup, I defaulted by abruptly removing myself from the conversation,…

  • OR… Znalazłeś rozwiązanie? Let it not be said that reclusive writers have no social life. The world is at my fingertips these days, even when I’m curled up in bed. I will confess that my physical geography has been exceedingly limited since my seasonal summer-job ended last month. We live out in the country with…

  • Versatile Blogger (Verbosity “R” Us)

    It’s a colorful week–yesterday I painted the web pink, and today I get to forward some green! (Sorry, guys–not money…) Better than money (right? right?)–today I am honored to bestow the Versatile Blogger Award on 15 fellow bloggers! First, my humble thanks to Lynette at Wordtabulous, who honored me with the award last night (just…

  • You’ve been Flamingoed!

    Imagine my perplexity the day I got home from high school to find our family’s front yard overflowing with a flamboyance of pink plastic flamingos.  (Yes, “flamboyance” really is a collective noun for a butt-load of flamingos. I looked it up.) This is way out of my mother’s usual decorating-range.  If SHE had put the…

  • I’ve been taking a browse through some of the dozens of old journals lining our bedroom-shelves, and these ones from junior high are…  well, embarrassing is what they are! (What, you thought I was going to say cute?)  All I can say is that I’m glad the internet hadn’t yet been invented, or these might…