The Hellish Handbasket

Sometimes when I'm walking around the reservoir at Mt. Tabor Park (my old neighborhood), I see an athlete. You wouldn't know she was...

You know how after you have a run-in with a stupid person who accuses you of something, you get all defensive and start trying to deny their...

I am compelled to evaluate everything. I come by it naturally. My ancestors survived by constantly evaluating their environment for threats....

Testing, testing. Howdy, Blogbots, are you reading me? How's it going? Having trouble breathing? I am. We had a little smoke from a gras...

I like to scan my own groceries. Call me a control freak, but I feel empowered when I'm the one moving my broccoli from basket to bag. I...

I do a lot of thinking while I'm trotting the trails and roads in Mt. Tabor Park. I don't figure anything out, but I try. I start ou...

The past couple weeks I've donated my life energy to communicating with the telecommunications monopolies that rule our town. They are s...

It's the end of the year again, time to get maudlin over mistakes made and opportunities missed. All those wasted moments spent networki...

While I wait for my Chair to chew up and spit out my dissertation draft, I have the pleasure of doing... nothing much. I wasn't going ...

It's a gray day, inside and out. The rain came back. That's always a good excuse to feel sad. On top of the dismal weather, I've...

My former colleague Sheryl just called to complain about the frustrating world of online job applications. We commiserated for a few minut...

Yesterday I arrived at work at the career college and found the faculty office in an uproar. Apparently some students, upset about the termi...

After a hellish first week, the new term at the career college is.... I can't think of any words to describe how this new term might unf...

At last I can move on to writing the dissertation proposal. Yay, I guess. Now that I have my marching orders from my dissertation chairperso...

The theme for January is always the same: Do it differently than I did last year. Don't eat so much, eat better food, get more exercise,...

Winter is about slogging through. Winter is two steps back for every tiny step forward. Winter is sniffles, frigid feet, fogged spectacles, ...

I had a 20-minute chat with my new dissertation chair this week, before all the end-of-term madness began. She actually called me . If there...