You’d think with all this pandemicky time on my hands I’d be spitting out blog posts left and right. Turns out that’s not happening, clearly. In fact, not a whole lot has been happening lately. Amiright? Are we nearing the end of COVID or not? Do we need a mask when walking from the car…
Friends
To Normal & Beyond
Me & Huds. January, 2021. I’m sitting here tonight on a mission. On my desk are about twenty notebook pages covered in blue writing, the edges of each jagged and messy from being ripped from their spiral home. My handwriting appears neat from a distance but on closer inspection one can see blue splotches dotting…
Fall’s Forecast for the Future: Mostly Fine
So this post was written months ago and must have been tossed aside by moi because it's awful and/or I forgot about it altogether. Either way, I liked it when I read it this morning -- grammatical and spelling errors and all! Guys. At long last fall has arrived. I wasn’t sure it would ever…
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A Witch Named Regret
Decisions. We make hundreds of them a day. Most are not very important. Cold Brew or Latte? Black joggers or Lululemon speed tights? Red wine or white? (Let’s be serious these days it’s all the wine). Alas, day in and day out, as we bob and weave through the endless options and choices and routes…
Keep Both Eyes Open
So here we are. It’s the end of April. Was April an extremely busy month for anyone else? No? Maybe? It was for us. And by us I mean Hudson and me. As I sit in my bedroom writing this, Hudson is lazing on the bed behind me. Every few minutes I can hear his…
Miss you, Jeffrey.
It’s funny the things we remember during times of complete emotional upheaval. You may not even realize you’re in a state of shock as you go through the motions of the day, getting from point A to point B. It’s like when you’re driving home from a long day of work only to realize you’ve…
The Astrology of Holiday Cheer
I'm writing tonight (at least I think it's nighttime) from somewhere over the Bay of Bengal. I'm currently feeling like that little kid again, the one I wrote about several posts ago who anticipates Christmas like a trip to Disney, because I'm sitting in a huge business class seat and am transfixed by the compartments…
A Friendly Flavor
I’ve been thinking a lot about friends lately. I love the meme floating around that says something about how random friendships take form. There’s another equally amusing one with friends sitting together being weird doing nothing, but looking blissful nonetheless (see above). It’s funny how two strangers initially bound by situational circumstances seemingly over time…
12/10 Would Recommend
Blogging is so weird. I’ve realized that it’s just a series of essays complaining about various injustices in life - so I’d like to change my go-to name for mine from non-blog to something more fitting... complog? That sounds like a piece of IKEA furniture, how about a combo of whining and blog? Maybe actually…
“You talk… quite a lot.”
So I’ve decided to write a book. It feels like a good fit for me, and, given how well I’ve upheld my commitment to blogging, I think it’s an obvious next step. Just kidding. On the blogging. As far as the book is concerned, I’m dead serious. I was out to dinner with a friend…
The Dog Hair Diaries 