Garbage. All I’ve been thinking about all week is garbage. I just can’t stop thinking about it. ~ sex, lies, and videotape (1989) When I think about garbage, I think about clutter. Clutter makes me crazy. It’s beyond a sensitivity to it, I have a full-blown allergic reaction – paralytic wooziness. Read more
Call me Ishmael. (Moby Dick) I am an invisible man. (Ralph Ellison) It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was a the age of foolishness, … (A Tale of Two Cities) Not all great books Read more
“I don’t have anything to do.” This is a common plaint of the nephews when they know exactly what they want to do but know it’s outside their reach. This is usually an activity involving a screen. It’s a version of the “I’m bored” whine I used to serve, sans Read more
I love them. I love to soak in the soothing warmth of them and then wrap myself in their cashmere softness. Sometimes I inhale a perfect cluster of them that clears my head in a eucalyptus rush. Sometimes they come at me aggressively, all sharp angles and pointed jabs. And Read more
A note from the land of Obvious: Nothing lasts forever. Especially not people. I didn’t have a large family to begin with but I”m down to one grandparent and one parent. I don’t know how many months or years there are before I”m orphaned but the reality is, time is Read more
The voices have been busy again. The Beater-Upper is particularly loud. My issue with her is that she is shrill and relentless. I know I messed up, I don’t need the shrewish nagging in my inner ear. It’s throwing off my balance. I’m trying to move forward but I can’t Read more
It was an extra busy week last week. Lots of racing from appointment to audition to rehearsal, squeezing in last-minute appointments for wardrobe fittings and trying to be on time for all of it. (I was up for the challenge.) But as I bobbed and wove my way through the Read more
The panic started when the midday deadline came and went and I was nowhere near a computer. What if it didn’t happen today? All day the question plagued me. What if the middle of the week passed and there was no post? What would happen? The world would keep on Read more