Spring is powerful. The life force is rising ridiculously. It’s almost like life is starting over. In the mud. Again. Ah, the mud. It’s everywhere. Sticky and squishy and everywhere. There is no place mud can’t reach. I used to dread spring out on the farm because I could mop the goddam floor twice a […]
A young person of my acquaintance has been ranting and raving lately about someone who is Pagan, which apparently goes against everything said young person believes in and is the cause of much distress for them in a FAUX News kind of way. Fortunately, they have not seemed to notice the Broom hanging in my
This is not a lecture! I’m not trying to scold or shame anybody! What I am asking is for you, dear Reader, who are clearly a smart, compassionate, brave and loving soul, to defend, support, and normalize depression, anxiety, bi-polar, PTSD, schizophrenia, and all myriad forms of neuro-atypical struggles you see in the world. The
In the Terry Pratchett books, it’s the Dwarves who are horrified when words are erased. I think I know Pratchett well enough to know that if Tennessee were in Discworld, there would have been a riot a few nights ago. Vimes would have called everybody in. Detritus would have been there with his Piece Maker
In seventh grade they showed us a documentary about what happened in the Nazi concentration camps. I fricking fell out of my chair and fainted in a heap on the floor and had to be carried to the nurse’s office. And my parents were not at all pissed about me being exposed to this violent
T-shirt edit: Life is too long to trade short-term pleasure for long-term pain. I saw an ad for that t-shirt, “Life is short, eat the donut,” online the other day, and it really struck me as a counterproductive thing to believe in. Donuts, pizza, cheeseburgers, beer, whatever your poison, there comes a point when continuing
I was looking back over past January posts, from previous, years, hoping for a little inspiration – and yeah, I think I got a little one, not a motherlode. January of 2021 broke me a bit, the four years of chaotic cruelty culminating in an insurrection … yep, that one left a mark. I’m not the
I barely went anywhere in 2020 and most of 2021. I used to be out and about all the time, driving here, there, meeting people, going to rehearsals and planning sessions and meeting with clients and being social with friends … it seemed like I was out in the world nearly every day. And then
Oh, January, deliver us from our bad habits and our weight gain and our out-of-shapeness, and do it NOW!!! Alas, no, January doesn’t work like that. Nor do February or March or any of the other ones. There is only one thing that ever works all the time, and it’s not fun or fast or
Betty White’s death last week was an impossible-seeming event. Most of us had never lived in a world where there wasn’t a Betty White. She was born in the ’20s and started working in television pretty much the minute it was invented, so she was, literally, a regular guest in our homes for decades. And
