Buses

I may have a cold, but I also have a body, and it’s aching, so I’m off to get some bodywork. Interesting how this word has evolved from the automotive to the corporeal. But there you have it. And although I am run down, I believe in the mysterious healing power of my Rolfer. What is the latter? I’m not sure I really know. A guy who does, you know, bodywork. My trip diagonally across town requires two buses, if one is to exert minimal effort. No buses, if one has the concentration to drive. Read more [...]

Back

Gentle reader, bear with me. This blog has fallen silent. Not for want of interest. But for want of patience. My spirit, or life continuity, recently collapsed, keeling over like a row of dominoes. Which mixes several metaphors. But, at least, uses them. Metaphors, words, the whole thing being suspect as of late. I have a book I keep rewriting. No, I don’t have a book. I have a manuscript I keep rewriting. I would like to have a book, that is the point. Or is it the point? The lack of point is Read more [...]

Stormy Weather

It's one of those days when I'm operating under a dark, angry cloud. The latter doubtless of my own making. But the outward expression is varied. Although public transport seems to be an excellent vehicle, no pun intended. It is raining. The saner course might be to drive to my 1 PM massage. But no, I tell myself, why risk driving? After all, it's raining. To clarify for those of us who live in California, this means that droplets of water are descending from the sky, vis-à-vis gravity. Things get Read more [...]

Digital Memory Lane

Getting things done seems increasingly like a youthful delusion. Here, the practical and perceptual merge. It is increasingly hard to get things done. This is a neuromuscular reality. It is also a psychological or even philosophical reality. Why bother…one might say. When the two phenomena converge, they can do so pleasantly. And for me this is a major discovery, or admission. Giving up is more that it's cracked up to be. The electronic equivalent of hoarding has long fueled the disk drive industry. Read more [...]

Alarm

Funny thing about writing. There is a distinct 'use it or lose it’ quality to the endeavor. And in this case having not used it for several days…indeed, what can one say? I can say that Jane has just maneuvered the driver's seat out of the van. This enables my wheelchair to take its place, and me to take my place among the ranks of California drivers. But what really enables my driving these days is the cessation of hostilities with the van's controls. There's been a problem with the hyper-power Read more [...]

Decking Halls

Deck the halls and hit the decks…lots of eggnog, not much sex. Yes, it's Christmas. And I spent the day overeating…and either I have forgotten Christmases past, which is entirely plausible, or my overindulgence was a bit feverish this year. I mean, when you experience compulsion, you do have to ask, what's so compelling? And for me the most fever-inducing news comes from a research arm of the United Nations. Which has set out to study poverty in America. While asking a most obvious but disturbing Read more [...]