A part of me has died. A rather large part of me. Matta’s. Gone. Closed. This is an outrage. How could they do this to me? How could they knowingly shut down the institution that made my life worth living? … Continue reading
I have struggled with poetry all my life. I don’t really like it. Don’t really need it. Nevertheless, my teachers in high school and college seemed insistent that I familiarize myself–but I think it is basically bogus. I can make … Continue reading
Here’s something people might not guess about me: I was wild in my youth. Not wild wild. I never had any desire to drink or do drugs (though there was a phase during my teenagehood that I considered planting a … Continue reading
The sole purpose of the Motor Vehicle Division is to remind God-fearing people here on Earth to behave themselves, or else they’ll end up stuck there eternally in the afterlife. That’s right. The Motor Vehicle Division is very akin to … Continue reading
…when I titled that last post, “R & R.” I’m on baby duty tonight. Preston is so soft and round. He’s got a double chin and dimples. He’s quite a lovely child. And, yet…so stressful. It just goes to figure … Continue reading
Here I am. Home again. I’ve been gone three months, but really it feels like I have never left. I met my new nephew. He’s nice enough. Kind of finicky. He expects a lot of the people around him. Likes … Continue reading
I am trying to post more often. Have you noticed? Last week I wrote on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. I am trying for the 5-days-a-week type of blog. Make it more like a job. Make myself more dedicated to … Continue reading