The Hellish Handbasket

The more things change, the more they stay the same. Dumb platitude, but it feels true this holiday slash election slash stupid weather seas...

As I'm driving over hill and down dale in the green farmlands and woodsy forests of the hinterlands, trying to avoid toll roads if at al...

I whine a lot to my friends about the broken state of my brain. Yes, I am referring to the meatball in my head that I joke is constantly try...

A life lived in fear is a life half-lived. I know that is true because Fran said it in my favorite movie, "Strictly Ballroom," and...

During yet another hopeless search through the medical literature, at long last, I found a description of my vestibular symptoms. I could ha...

Who knew elevation matters? Maybe you know all about elevation and air pressure. I'm a slow science learner. The experts tell me air pre...

As I walked along the bike path next to the Rillito River this afternoon, dodging bicyclists and enjoying the winter sun baking the back of ...

  Happy new year, Blogbots. I've had this drawing ready to go since 2016. How are you doing so far on your resolutions for the new year?...

I don't have much to report this week. Here's a quick follow-up to the ENT appointment from last week. I know you are following the ...

It has become very clear to me that my inner ears march to the unseen unheard drumbeat of fluctuations in air pressure. I am a creature of t...

Happy Sunday, Blogbots. Another gorgeous day in Tucson, marred only by gusty winds. Yes, the same winds that are blowing wildfires around th...

I have been ruled by weather and climate all my life. Even as a kid in Portland, I clung to summer. I dreaded fall because it led to winter....

Nothing is truly wrong, but nothing is right, either. The space in-between has captured me like a sticky bait trap. I’m mired up to my knees...

The old suburban farmhouse in which I did most of my growing up had a Bartlett pear tree just outside the back door. Every few years we coll...

I'm working on my second novel. What else is there to do when it's 110°F outside, I don't have a television, and moving day isn...

Howdy, blogbots. How are you holding up in this bizarre war of masked versus unmasked? Have you figured out which team you are on or what ex...

Two weeks after spending an afternoon in the ER, the maternal parental unit came out of quarantine and joined her fellow inmates in the dini...