Happy Yom Kippur! No, that came out wrong, but then again, wrong seems about right for tonight. I’m skipping services – work demands my participation in a field visit tomorrow…
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Sometimes it feels like my head is about to rip itself open with frustration, boredom, irritation, angst. There are too many reasons to become hypersensitive to the delicate integument separating…
Today I stayed home from work and got a speck of squamous carcinoma carved out of my head; I’ve now got a delightful inch-long gash in my forehead that will need to get de-stitched in two weeks,…
I’m torn - I can’t decide between stories of Zakular cuteness, a recipe for tasty fritters linked up with the story of my fabulous (FABulus) weekend, or if I should just just spit…
The notebook returns to my hands with a simple surety that buttresses my spirit as I was not aware it so needed to be buttressed. It feels good to sit and scrawl again, fighting distraction, inertia…
The plan was to write something last night, but a load of DVR’d goodies got in the way. Then I was going to write this morning on the bus, but that didn’t happen for reasons that I’m…
Let’s be honest, people - it’s late and I’m not sure why I feel compelled to dump more words up here, but it’s been a long night of carousing, sake, beer, burgers, chili fries,…
The fell anniversary has come and gone but I grant myself the latitude and grace to make this a catch-up post.
Anniversaries recall to our ears the lingering resonance of events that…
(update: photos from the hike are posted under “photos.” There are plenty of them so use the monthly archive to see them all. Collect them! Trade them with your friends!)
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We’re now at the trailing edge of the Days of Awe, the period from Rosh Hashona to Yom Kippur when we’re all supposed to, as the ancients advised us, get our shit together - for the next…
I suspect you’re sick of reading this, because I know I’m sick of writing it - but damn I am out of spare time like nobody’s business. Add to everything else going on that I’m…
It seems to happen every couple of months, regardless that we live in such a mult-culti neighborhood. Pho, tapioca and bulgoki places line the streets; Russians, Irish, Brazilians and Mexicans…
It was just a little more than one year ago that I was gearing up to travel cross-country to attend a blogger meet-up in my old college town of Philadelphia. I’d been to a similar function…
This isn’t timely - and that’s timely. The news is saturated with timeliness. It’s all over the headlines, the in-depth reporting, human interest, media & entertainment. MJ is…
It’s commonly known as the Day of Atonement, the most serious holy day of the Jewish calendar. Of course, every day is holy, you might say, and several of them are extra-holy, but YK is…
From portents, maybe I don’t so much know, but I’m certainly not about to ignore the signs. I live in a fairly active city and signage can be pretty important. It informs, entertains,…
It feels like I’ve been down for long enough. I’m not going to rush the pace of my recuperation, but I’m ready to move on now. And since, despite that readiness, I actually…
It is now well past midnight’s threshold on the day of my vaunted return to reality, and I am staring wide awake down both barrels of my future. In my dream last night I imagined myself…
Looking back, as I am overwont to do, I see that certain moments of my life were more significant than I’d contemporaneously believed them to be. Even when, in the present experiencing of…
I can hardly believe that I used to read fairy tales when I was a child. My recollection of them is as macabre narrations of deformity, brutality, and malefaction. Abductions and death threats,…
The little red soob had weathered a night of high altitudes and freezing temps, and so had we in our shock-corded tent - proud survivors of overnight car camping at the eastern end of the Tioga Pass…
With little fanfare - and with fans as little as mine, the fare is negligible - I’ve started a fresh writing notebook. At times of epochal shifts such as this, I like to take a little time…
June 30:
Today was the landmark, the endpoint, the date after which it all will be different. At a time when I’m thinking about time all the time, this in particular was a momentous…
Looks like we’re on the verge again of another celebration of glucose and remissive space. All Hallows Eve used to be genuinely scary, I’m told - back when light at night meant fire,…
you’ll have to ask me about the title.
Times change, and we had best change with them. Our options are to live in reality, or not. Which brings me to Los Angeles.…