What is a Metaphor For, Anyway?

One of our standard holiday activities is a ridiculously complex and near-impossible jigsaw puzzle. It lasts for days – weeks, even – and gives everybody a little diversion. For Thanksgiving, the puzzle was a watercolor drawing of Shakespeare Books in Paris. Colorful. Fun. Aggravating. As always, we would get to the point where we joked […]

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Merry Happiness

So here’s the thing. I’ve been kinda quiet lately, trying to get myself back into the groove of living outside the hospital. Steady progress but not yet convalesced to the extent I’d like. Baby steps. Part of this has been the suspense. Did the three-quarters of a million bucks worth of hi-tech medical treatment work? […]

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In The Balance

A tad before noon on a perfect day. Cool, a bit of a breeze, bright blue skies. Fate hangs in the balance. Sometime today we will hear whether or not our house passes air quality inspection. Samples are in the lab. We are on pins and needles. All work to remediate the unpleasantness is complete, […]

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Day 10: Well Hello, Cousins!

If you arrived here from my article in today’s Bitter Southerner….. Welcome! Come on in. If you are new here, this is my home base for rambling, witterings, rants, laments, and other such. Lately things have been focused on my stem cell transplant, because what could possibly be more captivating than details about, well, me? […]

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Day Zero

After six days of preparatory chemotherapy, I arrive at Day Zero. Today marks the system upgrade to Robo 2.0, download to commence shortly. It’s my New Birthday. There are five bags of stem cells, harvested week before last from my own recalcitrant and glitchy old OS, now thawing in an Igor-esque laboratory down the hall. […]

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Let Us Pause

I’m enjoying a week between before and after, lots of dog time, music, reading, and writing. Aside from discovering that the dogs pulled apart some of the ductwork under the house1WTF, it’s only money., it has been a lovely way to spend time before I surrender to the cruel intentions of a cabal of mad […]

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Trilliards

I’m nearly done with my second read through of Alan Moore’s epic 2018 novel Jerusalem. At 1262 pages, reading this book once is quite the commitment. Reading it a second time (while also listening to the audio version, brilliantly delivered by Simon Vance) is most likely a sign of some sort of obsessive disorder. And […]

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