I’m slowly slogging my way through the living room, packing some of the mess, tossing a lot, and boxing up bundles for charity. It’s taking longer than I’d guessed, because much of the room is my wife’s stuff, so when I pick anything up, chances are it’s a memory. … [read more]
Maybe you believe in resurrection or reincarnation, and that’s OK. Everybody makes occasional mistakes. Hell, I used to believe in Jesus — and Hell!
This life is all we have for certain, though, and along the way, we’ll all sometimes step in dogdoo or make dumb decisions, and many things are out of our control. … [read more]
It’s been three weeks without work, so far, and I’m not looking for work. Still loving being unemployed. I sleep for a few hours, wake for a few, with no sensible schedule, no concept of day or night. … [read more]
I ran away from home 30 years ago, and I’ve stayed away since. Only visited twice. Being away from there is what I wanted, and it’s been a good life, with not much I’d change, except the part where my wife died. … [read more]
Usually I prefer the odd or esoteric, but this week’s winner is the big-budget baseball fantasy Field of Dreams (1989), because it’s awesome. Once in a while Hollywood does something right. … [read more]
We knew each other when I was in my mid-20s, a long while ago, but this morning, for no known reason, memories of a man with the odd first name of Royal popped into my head. … [read more]
“Hi, sweetie,” says Kirstin with a smile, soon as I push open the door. Most mornings it takes a few seconds longer than that for hello, but today she happens to be right by the door, behind the counter. … [read more]
Some ass walked into the grocery store without a mask, and it was me. Despite two years of wearing masks everywhere except at home, I’d forgotten, and blithely left it behind in the car. … [read more]
