Things are a lot better than they were Friday and even better than they were before. And while I can attribute a lot of that to the passage of time or mental adjustments or even a variety of positive events…
Tag: But the Past Isn’t Done with Us
The Case for Today
So I’m having a pretty rotten time of things generally, for a host of reasons I don’t have time to discuss. Feeling pretty debilitated overall, spiraling downward, and so on. Nothing at a panic-level, but perhaps arcing toward reasons for…
A Fresh Start
I don’t want to talk about healthcare today. Not much, anyway. It’s weird to be in a maelstrom of euphoria that seems so unwarranted and unfounded, touched with a counterpoint of ludicrosity almost as bizarre. It’s a little like the…
I Want to Live in a Tall Building
This post has been over sixteen months in the making. Yesterday we spent most of the day at Ariel & Michael’s, hanging out with banter, books, and Boggle. It was exactly the kind of day we’d hoped to have when…
Man vs. Machine
There’s something very weird about expecting turnkey results from technology and having it back out on you. Back in 1995, my high school friends and I saw “The Net” when it first came out. The internet was just a vague…
The Week That Was (or: How are We in Middle March?)
It’s been a bit of a weird week. It seems a lot of people are discombobulated. In flux. It’s hard to say how much of that revolves around the fact that my life is thoroughly immersed in people who rely…
Wildly Content
Waking up to a snowstorm, with a tournament ahead and yesterday’s great news behind, I find myself to be wildly content. It may seem like a strange state of being, to feel such a passionate sense of a relatively dispassionate…
Soup Can Labels Can Be Interesting
When I was enrolled at Clatsop Community College in the fall of 1990, I took English 101 as one of my three classes. And in it we had one of these dismal textbooks that was about writing and the writing…
I’m Alive (Breaking a Long Silence, on the Occasion of the Passing of J.D. Salinger)
It will either happen today or February 14, 1958 when I am sixteen. It is ridiculous to mention even. When people in my generation haven’t been in contact for a long time, or haven’t posted to their webpage or other…
Special Sauce
When I first got into baseball, the Oakland Athletics were my team. It’s hard to admit as a loyal baseball fan that I had a team before the Mariners, that my eternal and undying fanhood is not to my first…