specific grumpiness
624 months
I’ve completed my 52nd year of life and am embarking on the 53rd.
It seems completely unreal, abstract. It’s a statement of fact that illustrates the difference between intellectually knowing something and that same something being a reality in your own mind. The image I have of myself isn’t older than 30. [...]
The End of (holi) Days
Sanity is about to return to our world. It’s the end of the holiday season.
There’s something about the period from November to January that appeals to our fascination with myth and revisionist history. First, we celebrate our early colonists at Thanksgiving. We devise dinners that supposedly reflect the first meal the colonists [...]
should it be, “blahgers”?
I just read through the top 5 blogs using Word Press.
I’m sure it’s just me, but gawd was it a boring experience.
Now I’m more than usually depressed.
