Until the music stops
There will be no way of knowing when my heart will stop working. But it will: I am quite sure of that. Not soon, don’t worry. I imagine I have a solid twen...
Category: life as I live it
Beginning to sit again
I still remember my first stories. Not every detail, not at all. But I remember that they happened, the circumstances, and how it felt to tell them, and t...
A bit of a breakthrough
I felt I made a bit of a breakthrough yesterday. Not so much an epiphany, which to me at least seems limited to consciousness and insight; no, this was a...
Going gaga over Google+
It’s hard not to feel at least a bit excited about Google+ right now. Most of us have complained at least once, at times strenuously, about the foibles and...
Sunday Night Rumble
So there was a brawl in the bar across the street from where I live last night. I don’t know any details, only that when I came back from a quick trip to the gr...