The Hellish Handbasket

Wherever you go, there you are. It's an old adage, but a good one. Wherever I go, I can't escape myself. I keep trying, but my body...

Like most people around the world, I have a hill of beans in front of me. Individually, each one of our little pinto bean molehills is not a...

In this isolated new world of video mentoring, I talk with artists all over the country. One of my favorite pep talk mantras is the world ne...

Oregon gave away free money earlier this month. I didn't find out I qualified for some until a couple days ago, long after the funds ran...

Near the end of most romantic comedies, a moment arrives that lets you know a change has occurred. The hero has been driving all night. The ...

Ah, ah, ah, ah, stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Sing it with me. Come on, Blobgots, I mean Blogbots, you know you want to, let me hear...

The world has gone mad. Blogger has zeroed out all my view counts. It's official. I have ceased to exist. I always suspected I wasn'...

It's a great time to be a microbe. Seven billion humans on the planet means lots of moist juicy lungs to explore, conveniently crowded i...

Foraging for food has taken on a new tension in this surreal new world order. Never my favorite chore, now going to the grocery store means ...

Today was a lovely spring Wednesday in Mt. Tabor Park. With all this extra time on our hands, and all this lovely sunshine after last week...

Last week I did a stupid thing. I went to the hospital lab to get my blood drawn for a cholesterol test I've been postponing for months....

Life goes on. I'm adapting to living life alone, just me in the Love Shack, bouncing from project to project, moment to moment. Now that...

Today I donned rain gear and risked a walk in the park. As I kept one eye on the clouds, I thought about how I would describe the evolution ...

The death of my cat smashed a hole in my life last week, leaving me a shattered mess. I've done my best to ride the waves of grief as I ...

I wish I could say it was my mother, but no, it was my cat. On Tuesday last week, I took him to the vet for his annual wellness exam. They c...

I'm relieved to have survived 2019. As I wait for 2020 to blow us all to smithereens, I am reflecting on some accomplishments, challenge...

I have fervent appreciation for the power of routines. Life is precarious, and precariousness is stressful. Routines hold us together. Routi...

When I was a young adult, I dressed to be noticed. Being in the garment industry, I felt I had a professional obligation to experiment with ...

Howdy blogbots. Has this ever happened to you? You are busy grappling with whatever issue confronts you, no time to think. Then you take a b...