The worried well was a phrase I heard today. It was used to describe what appears to be much of the American population in regards to the current reported viral pandemic. As of yet there is little evidence that the virus posses a threat beyond that of any mild illness. In other words, for most … Continue reading The worried well
CHAPTER 20 (love) “Hello, Bobbie, how are ya?” “Well, thank you.” I sat on the sofa, and Bobbie moved from behind her desk with her yellow legal pad in hand. She sat down in the straight-backed chair. “Let’s see, did you come today with a goal in mind that we can work towards?” “Actually … … Continue reading Love, lighthouses, and leaf blowers
Foke Woke is a phrase I came up with in a dream state. Meaning the "woke" culture is fake, and made up of folks. Indeed, misguided folks, like Krystal Ball, whom I called out in my previous post. Maybe self love? Krystal and I share the same birthday - the day of "Contentious Conviviality". We … Continue reading Foke Woke
Merry Christmas! Ho, ho, ho. Or maybe that ought to be - merry impeachment. Ho, ho, ho ... Pictured below is my first Christmas tree in my first home as a young man. I was barely twenty-seven and on my second marriage. We lived in a small cabin, in Conifer, Colorado, on a quarter acre … Continue reading Merry Christmas! Ho, ho, ho
"It's coming on Christmas, They're cuttin' down trees, They're putting up reindeer, And singing songs of joy and peace", are lyrics from 1971, Joni Mitchell's famous song "River". It's the third track on the second side of her even more famous album Blue. The picture above shows my record, an original and constant companion, as well … Continue reading Christmas comforts me
As I write this I'm listening to a playlist, "Top songs of 2019", complied by the streaming music service Spotify, emailed to me with the hook "Here's your year in music" and I couldn't resist. It said I listened to 726 songs. I'm also drinking, not down at the bar, but at my desk. Because … Continue reading Music: my love affair with
Baseball, more so than any other team game, is a skills game that relies on the skills of individuals apart from one's teammates, and yet is at the mercy of luck and contagion - which makes it impossible to predict (more so than other team games) which team will win. You place your bet and … Continue reading Baseball: impossible to predict, always to love.