On Listening to Ani Difranco
I’m not sure that this post will make very much sense if you don’t, or didn’t, listen to Ani Difranco in the late 1990s or very early 2000s, or if…
On Dinner
As I child, I was told with great frequency — perhaps not every time we ate chicken, but surely every other time — that my great grandfather could get a…
Democracy is Coming
Planning a near-daily routine is all very well, but when the second week of that routine involves daily rehearsals that add a good four to five hours to your day,…
Pills
What a lay me down this is with two pink, two orange, two green, two white goodnights. Fee-fi-fo-fum — Now I’m borrowed. Now I’m numb. –Anne Sexton, “The Addict” I…
On Stage
The first week of my five days a week blogging and exercising plan found me exercising four days and blogging four days, or five days, if you count a short…
In Which I Offer Excuses
Greg and I have been discussing themes for Thursdays and Fridays, and we still welcome your suggestions. I don’t actually have themes for my days at the moment, but I…
On Help
First, a quick programming note: apologies to all of those whose comments were held for moderation until just now. My spam program was, unbeknownst to me, set up in the…
Born Overthinking
My good friend Greg (whose blog you should all read) decided to start posting five times a week, and for reasons that are not entirely clear to me, I decided…
For Lent
I always used to tell people — usually even if they didn’t ask, and mostly they didn’t — that I was giving up watermelon for Lent. I said this in…
equal employment: having my say
NB This got posted first on my other blog, but I had a request to put it here, too, and so here it is until such time as I can…