Suprise Me

I have watched the coverage over the past several weeks with fury and outrage. I don’t take to the streets for many reasons; arthritic toes, virus in the air, tendinitis in a hip flexor. Those sorts of long walks and demonstrations do not suit me. But I read and watch everything closely and think deeply… Read More

These days, the concept of a family dinner has bitten the dust. My grandkids graze rather than sitting down as a family to eat. Read More

I had to hold onto the steering wheel to reach the pedals. Read More

I always had a sense of something missing, of being on the outside of myself. Read More

1999: Friends first, then deep romance. 2000: Happiest time ever. 2001: He prefers time with (female) housemate, "trusted old friend." Read More

After a couple of incidents this winter, I've concluded that I'd unconsciously adopted the successful survival strategies of the crow. Read More

No drugs. No alcohol, even if we were over 21. (We weren't.) No female visitors after 11 on weekdays or midnight on weekends. Read More

Two little Sony's and a tabletop radio in my bedroom. Read More

"As soon as your brother passes," Cathy said, "you call me up, and I’ll take good care of him." I’d noticed that the hospice people also talked in a matter-of-fact way about his death. “When he passes, you’ll have to do x and y,” they’d say, as if he were going on a two-week vacation. It was strangely comforting, as if this were the natural next step and not something to be dreaded. Read More

Doctors and patients: the body politic. Read More