You think you know people, right? Well, I didn’t and I don’t. Not anymore. Modern discourse took an ugly turn a few years ago and did a full embrace of crazy. Now, civility is in grave danger of being drowned out by loudmouths and crackpots. Red-faced, vein-popping outrage has taken over, f-bombs fly, and it’s … Continue reading : watch your language :
Category: life
The stuff that happens unnecessarily.
: preparing for another winter of discontent :
After a warm, sunny October afternoon, I needed to turn on a light at 6:30. 6 flipping 30. By the end of the month it’ll be 5:30, then it’ll be 4:00, then lunchtime. It saddens me deeply to say this, but — daylight’s in full, hasty retreat and winter has us in the crosshairs. Again. … Continue reading : preparing for another winter of discontent :
: uh-oh, computer’s down :
The damn thing swelled up like a puffer fish and I’m not kidding. The bottom bowed out and refused to lay flat on the desk. It wobbled and rocked and teetered and, frankly, looked a little explosive. I took it to the repair shop and left it for them to deal with. So, now, I’m … Continue reading : uh-oh, computer’s down :
: thank you, whoever you are :
I live downtown. My neighbors are hotels, restaurants, office buildings, churches, hospitals, courthouses, a library, apartment buildings, and bars. One bar, in particular. It has a 4 a.m. liquor license and, from the sound of it, a massive sound system. I like music. I do. All kinds of music. I even like loud music, occasionally. … Continue reading : thank you, whoever you are :
the brain: magician or hostage-taker?
Hmm, tough question. On rare occasions, I lean wholeheartedly toward magician, but, no, I’m a full-time resident in the thief camp — more or less. Guess what word broke out of captivity this afternoon, for no particular reason whatsoever. Fanlight. Its arrival stopped me dead in my tracks. Where in the world did it … Continue reading the brain: magician or hostage-taker?
: in this whelmed world :
What isn’t on fire is flooding. What isn’t flooding is frying under an unrelenting sun. Or quaking. Or collapsing. Or sitting in the path of a hurricane, meteor, monsoon, typhoon, contagion, or oppressively monstrous tyranny. Pick one or many. The world as we knew it is blowing apart all around us and where does the … Continue reading : in this whelmed world :
