Yes, Karin, I do have 972 blogs.
The Internet called me recently and asked if I’d start a blog of haikus for IT guys. I figured, why not? I’m not that busy.
Phew… the Internet is a demanding master. When we meetup each day, it’s always asking me to look over here, click this link, read this [...]
The truth is, we all need someone like Howlin’ Mad Murdock to swing in, now and then, in his robe and fluffy slippers to cause an awesome distraction while we eat the rest of the brownies.
Or maybe someone like Face, to charm the pants off of manager in the grocery store. She won’t be able [...]
A glorious email from FRANCES today made me feel more human than I have in a LONG time.
Let’s just say that Frances, mired in motherhood, had a stressful last few days. So thusly she hired a babysitter and took herself on a seriously needed, two-part Me-Date: first to The Mall, where she partook of the [...]
I took this photo in May of 2007, which of course seems like about two weeks ago. We’ve been in this small state for almost two and half years and I see how time gets compressed–I’ve erased the afternoons and the mornings and the evenings and all that remains is the back and forth motion [...]
(… Things Which Did Not Know They Were Missing)
An old friend found his way back to me tonight. I’ve sent him a note to say hello in the old fashioned way. I’ve emailed him.
I wish I could have said that I used something a bit more archaically romantic– postcard or handwritten letter, but I haven’t [...]
On the road, in a car, weaving through the hills, we listened alternately to the sound of radio palpitating, or the body sounds the car spewed coughs or chuckles, the careening of hot tires communing with pavement.
That tree flying is a Norway maple, twisting toward the sunlight– just the same as the one, still and [...]
What people think when they read this, if they read this, if they are not me, has no relevance.
This is not written to tell a story about who I am. It is written to tell a story about the possibilities of humanity, and how people filter existence, from moment to moment. We all write our [...]
There are planned activities and there is structure and routine.
There are things to entertain and items to educate.
There are chores for me and for him and for us.
And there is the emptiness of an afternoon, the dreaded sameness of a day, like today and any other day.
There are the people who are proud, and the [...]
I’ve been getting attached to things that aren’t mine anymore, things that have moved on, most especially since I have been reading the “American Heritage Cookbook and Illustrated History of Eating & Drinking.” It was published in 1964 and is chock full of old American recipes, including the famous Chicken Corn Soup and Fastnachts that [...]
Occasionally, when I am just drifting off to sleep, or while I am in savansa at yoga class, I have a sudden flash from my memory. It’s a sensory flash, like a living photograph.
Lately those flashes have been of London, of my home around Maida Vale,
and of the color of the sky and the light [...]
In my dream last night I was following Dr. Who (David Tennant) and some friends to an alternate universe.
Since it was a dream, it was alot like a Dr. Who episode, with strange creatures and great gaping caverns. We transported through reams of paper and The Doctor was his effervescent self.
My favorite part of the [...]
