The Hellish Handbasket

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...

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...

I'm bone-dog weary, but I keep slogging through the days. On the bright side, sunshine! On the dark side, dementia! Life is a balance sh...

Today I went for a walk around the reservoir before the heat ramped up and the smoky air moved in. The air was warm, the sky was still blue....

Today was a day of glorious sunshine. Tomorrow we return to clouds and rain. It is summer in Portland. We don't tan in Oregon, we rust....

This evening I was sitting in a meeting, reading out loud to a small group from a list on a piece of paper, and I found myself slurring some...

If you've read my blog before, you know I spend a lot of time whining about stuff. As a self-obsessed chronic malcontent, it doesn't...

I have epiphanies about as often as I vacuum my carpet, which is to say, about once or twice a year, so when they happen, I try to milk them...

I'm sitting in the Love Shack, hunkered down under the ceiling fan with my feet in a bucket of cold water. The temperature outside is 96...

Today I cried. Just a little, not for long, but it was an unexpected shock, to find myself sobbing into my hands. I haven't cried, reall...

Events conspire to reinforce my belief that everything is going to hell in a stinky hand-basket. Planes. Mountains. Smithereens. Blown head ...

I just finished editing and uploading some hapless doctoral student's wretched massive tome. Now I have a few minutes before The Walking...

This week I took time out between rainstorms to go for a jog. I slogged along in my running gear, following my usual path through the park....

My forward momentum plunged into a tailspin with the coming of fall and cool weather. Even though this afternoon the rain clouds scattered, ...

This is the time of year when everything goes sideways. A lifetime of Septembers has left me with a vague sense of dread. What will I wear f...

You want to bring the crazies out of the woodwork? Plan a high school reunion. I offered to assist, along with a handful of other well-meani...

While my sister was in town for a long weekend, the centerpiece of her visit was food. When I contemplate that statement, I wonder what imag...

The ants in my kitchen discovered a flaw in the security system I devised to protect my compost bucket from marauders. I did not realize tha...