That just hit me. Best book title. Ever. I’d buy it. And I haven’t bought a new, first-edition hardcover in. Six years? I had to refrain from posting on social media earlier tonight. For some goddamned reason, I hit a “look at me! i’m funny! tell me i’m funny!” patch. Shut that down, pretty fucking…

So this week has been a (minor) clusterfuck. Don’t get me wrong, most of it has been positive. Work is creeping in, and Spring is threatening outside (though I suspect Winter will have one last blast before it hibernates for 7-8 months). My coffee maker broke down earlier in the week. Pain in the ass,…

Now is the time for difficult questions, and conversations. I took a nap earlier, and awoke to these questions swirling in my brain. You know what? I can’t write this post. Not right now. I was going to ask whether, a la Reddit, AITA for even considering having this monologue. For weighing the prohibitive financial…

Never thought I’d be writing an afterward to any of my posts, let alone this one. But if anything, it lends credence to the thought that life isn’t a true straight line, from beginning to end. It loops, and curves, and backtracks. Thirty-five years. And almost a year since I revisited that part of my…

“Well I saidLily, oh lily I don’t feel safeI feel that life has blown a great big holeThrough meAnd she saidChild, you must protect yourselfYou can protect yourselfI’ll show you how with fire” Lily, Kate Bush I’ve been back and forth about writing this particular post. It’s been twenty-four hours, give or take. Harold played…

I’m done. I just can’t. The far-right has taken hold in Canada, disguising a “freedom protest” against Covid vaccines and mask mandates as an excuse to try to intimidate/overthrow the federal government. Putin has invaded Ukraine, and apparently half of all Americans have forgotten what World War II was about, and if they’re not kissing…

You are, Auggie. You are.

So, looking back over the past couple of days. If you take into account my Facebook ravings. I’ve kinda come off the rails. Which is worrisome. But what’s really scary. Is that. No one’s called me on it.

Was awake a few minutes before my alarm. Able to mobilize fairly quickly. Made The BoyTM his lunch for school, doodled around on the computer for a while. Managed to go out to the St. Lawrence Market and get some groceries for the clan, and the pharmacy for my prescriptions. Scored a rapid test kit…