Life in Lyman: Not Houdini
Sweetpea is not Houdini. Houdini may have been good at getting out of knots and chains, but Sweetpea is better at getting into them. We have her on a long tether so that she has a good amount of feeding…
Category My Life
Thoughts feelings and experiences from the life of Scott E Franson.
Life in Lyman: Up up & away
I heard the tears while I was still in bed. They were so sad. One of the other children came running to tell me that my five-year-old daughter had let her balloon go outside. The tears were soon remedied with…
Life in Lyman | Sweetpea
Sweetpea is a new edition to our small but growing farm. She is a pygmy goat about 2 years old. She is fun to play with and when necessary she stands her ground. She likes to head butt her reflection…
May 1st seems like a good day to start living again
The past two years have been filled with medical challenges for me. Bile duct cancer, cancer treatment and liver transplant. (Thank you to my donor and their family). So with most of that behind me, May 1st seems like a…
Life in Lyman: Boing-1019-Boing-1020!
One Thousand twenty non-stop Boings! We will have to see if he sets a higher record this summer.
Wood Glue
Three of the four ukulele bridges popped off with the strings tuned and tightened. I designed a new bridge that gave a larger gluing area. Then one of the ukes was bumped off a shelf and the neck broke off.…
Sproing! Sproing! & Sproing!
Sproing! What a terrible sound but I heard it three times yesterday. After applying all of my physics mental capacity I think that I have a solution. I will let you know as soon as I know if it works.
Christmas 2008
The morning was wonderful and the kids liked the cigar box ukuleles that I made for each of them. Here are some photos. (click images to enlarge)
Christmas is Comming
This year our family is making our gifts that we are giving to each other. It has been really quite fun. I have been working on mine for several weeks. It is not right to post to the world before…
Tim, this “Daler Mehndi” is for you!
This is a video that one of my favorite students brought to motion design class one day. All these years later I still love the finger choreography.
The Beginning … Again
My creative slate is clean at the moment and I am looking for the next project. I want it to be a book and so I need to find a concept and an interesting way to share the concept. This…
Choose to Live
Just as I was leaving work this evening I noticed that I had a new e mail. I opened it and it was devastating. One of my students was killed in an automobile accident. Truly, I am not afraid of…
Walk:07-11-08
Walk: 07-10-08
The only post transplant exercise condoned by my doctors is walking. As it turns out I am most comfortable when walking. So I have been walking around the neighborhood. Today I decided to bring a piece of the walk back…
Six Weeks and all is Well
Yesterday was my 6 week “re-birthday”. I feel great and will forever be in debt to an unknown donor who gave me a new life. In addition to the liver transplant that I received, the donor gave 2 kidneys, a…
I Feel Good. Oh I Feel So Good!
I am having a hard time expressing how good I feel. I hope the attached image will help. The left side of the image was taken just before surgery on May 25 and the right side of the image was…
Donate Life
It has been nearly a year ago since I first began recognising symptoms that would result in the diagnosis of cholangiocarcinoma (bile duct cancer). I have been treated for the cancer and now wait for a liver transplant. I never…
A Moment that makes Me Smile
August’s Caterpillar**Disclaimer: A caterpillar was harmed in the making of this production.
Stories from my Mother
On Monday evening my family shared a nice dinner with my parents. As the meal came to a close one of my children asked the adults to tell an experience from when thy were young. My mother volunteered the following.…
Memory: Big Yellow Tonka Truck
Big Yellow Tonka Truck! Can you remember that? I loved my truck. I grew up in a suburb of Ogden, Utah, called Washington Terrace in the early 70s. I can still remember the address 288 East 4525 South, Ogden, Utah.…
A Rated “G” S.O.B.
A few weeks ago I was sitting with Tomie dePaola in a hotel in Los Angeles. He asked those of us at the table to relate embarrassing experiences that we have had. As always my mind went blank. So two…