March 13, 2017 (Monday)

March 12, 2018

I’m really embarrased to admit this, but I have a hangover. (I’m also embarrased that I still don’t know how to spell embarassed. Two Rs? One? Two Ss? One? One of each? Two of each, one of one, two of the other, or two of one, one of the other? I finally know how to […]

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March 12, 2017 (Sunday)

March 11, 2018

The in(s)anity of time-shifting is upon us again as we “spring forward” one hour into Daylight Saving Time (DST). “Spring forward” is a cruel joke in more ways than one, however. Aside from disrupting sleep patterns and making some people get up in the morning darkness again just as the earth’s rotation was actually beginning […]

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March 11, 2017 (Saturday)

March 10, 2018

Twenty-three years ago today E. was born, in B., at the midwives-only birth center (just the same as A. 35 months earlier) – by now she was already several hours old. She’s not here, but after significant peregrinations, I am. Back in B. It all seems a bit ridiculous or surreal at times. Why am […]

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March 10, 2017 (Friday)

March 9, 2018

When I opened my eyes after meditation, the snow had started. It’s not much right now – no thick flakes, nothing that looks like it will add up to much of anything: just a general pixelation of fore- and mid-ground objects. It’s the really distant objects on the horizon, and the sky itself, especially out […]

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March 9, 2017 (Thursday)

March 8, 2018

I need to sit down and figure out some spells. There is only spelling. Shape your mind to spell (riffing on Leon Thomas’s “shape your mind to die“). Resist the undirected meandering of the laissez-faire mind. Yesterday I re-listened to Evgeny Morozov’s twenty-minute talk at the “Elevate” conference. He laid out this tripartite structure of […]

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March 8, 2017 (Wednesday)

March 7, 2018

Feeling bereft this morning, not sure why. The sky is thick with clouds flowing smoothly northwards, and it will rain today. But that’s not the reason for how I feel. It’s that, somehow, I don’t feel that I’m living my life. I feel that, somehow, I didn’t build this, this life. And yet I must […]

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March 7, 2017 (Tuesday)

March 6, 2018

Well. That was some procedure… We left the house at 8:15, making jokes about dentists–as in, imagine if your oral surgery team had those two homicidal thugs from The Avengers’ Murdersville episode (“Nice day, Hubert,” says one, as the other replies, “Aye, yesterday was a nice day, too”–before killing another victim in cold blood). Or […]

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March 6, 2017 (Monday)

March 5, 2018

This morning, in an hour or so, I’ll be driving A. to S. for his operation. I hope everything goes really well and that he has a super-swift recovery. I know he’s obviously somewhat scared–which is normal: there’s general anesthesia involved, which carries risks, and the invasive extraction of four embedded teeth–but it’s interesting that […]

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March 5, 2017 (Sunday)

March 4, 2018

What to write about his morning… About feeling a bit dull and thick, slurry-ish, slow-moving? Not sure why this dullness–maybe it’s the weather, which is still in a terrific trough of subzero temperatures. Yesterday, W. and I made a blood orange upside-down cake, and added (by mistake) an entire extra cup of sugar to the […]

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March 4, 2017 (Saturday)

March 3, 2018

Last night I had a kooky short story idea: a man grows fat, obese even, but all the excess goes to his penis. It gets not only longer, but wider and fatter, till it’s like some sort of bloated beaver’s tail. He has to tape it to the inside of his thigh and wear long […]

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