“The more people I meet, the more I like my dog.” I always thought this quote was attributed to Nora Ephron. Turns out, it’s not, but several variations of it have been uttered by many people, most notably Mark Twain. If you’re like me, you probably read this to mean that people annoy/exasperate/anger/whatever the speaker… Continue reading November 6, 2019
October 22, 2019
I have mixed feelings about birthdays. On one hand, I believe them to be wholly arbitrary, a day we had no help in choosing, and as such, makes it no more a momentous day than any other. The odds are any other day of the year is just as likely to have a profound, life-changing… Continue reading October 22, 2019
August 7 2019
This is an outtake from the new novel I’m working on. I wrote this, only to realize it wasn’t going to work. It complicates the plot, elevates a minor character unnecessarily, and simply didn’t work. But I like it, especially the part about her disappointment about the location she is headed to. I will say… Continue reading August 7 2019
July 22 2019
I was driving home from work the other night when I found myself having an odd wishing to have an answering machine again. The practical stupidity of this notwithstanding (i.e., I don’t have a home phone, nor have had one for time probably measurable in decades,) it wasn’t before I even got off the highway… Continue reading July 22 2019
July 8, 2019
For as much as anxiety is a part of my life, having an anxiety attack is not something I usually have to deal with. For me – and believe me, I’m speaking only for myself. To paraphrase Tolstoy, every anxious person is anxious in their own way – anxiety is something like a low-level chronic… Continue reading July 8, 2019
June 24, 2019
I spent the better part of a week working on what I thought was going to be this week’s blog. I had a subject, a topic, something that had been happening lately in my life. It was a nothing sort of an event, but also seemed like the type of thing that could be use… Continue reading June 24, 2019
June 17, 2019
This past week, I had a bonus day off. One of my co-workers is going out of town and wanted to pick up an extra shift, and since it would be a short one, i.e. not worth my time breaking up my day for a few hours and dollars, I let him take it. I… Continue reading June 17, 2019
June 11, 2019
A couple weeks back, I wrote about being at the barber shop and overhearing one of the other barbers talk about some art she was going to buy when she thought it was $20, but passed when she found out it was $50. That led me to think about how we determine the value of… Continue reading June 11, 2019
June 3, 2019
Last week, I wrote about the value of art, and how deciding what something is worth tends to be about as subjective as it comes. The fact that most of us are familiar with the phrase “One person’s junk is another person’s treasure” illustrates just how true it is. Thinking about that, I was reminded… Continue reading June 3, 2019
May 28, 2019
I have never been a fan of the chit-chat chatter that happens when you get your hair cut. This isn’t something new, a quirk developed from spending forty hours a week for twenty years making small talk with customers; even as a child I remember thinking “What do I have to talk to this adult… Continue reading May 28, 2019
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