The Hellish Handbasket
The life and times of a chronic malcontent
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Dissertation Hell: Get me off this Z-ticket ride!
Art Hell: Do what you love and you'll probably starve
Vegan Hell: The atrophied malcontent admits defeat
Educator Hell: If the student failed to learn, the teacher failed to teach? Really?
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June 28, 2014
Coming off a bender
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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...
June 23, 2014
How to know if there is a vortex in your bathroom
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My sister came to town for a long weekend. The fun began Friday evening when I picked her up at the airport, and ended this morning at 7:00 ...
June 18, 2014
The old gray maternal parental unit floats on the stream of life
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Today I've been cleaning in preparation for the arrival of my sister. She's coming in tomorrow evening from Boston for a long weeken...
June 12, 2014
We are all at the epicenter
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In the past few weeks I've heard or seen a reference to what you should do if you have six hours to chop down a tree (spend four hours s...
June 08, 2014
Keeping Portland weird with the World Naked Bike Ride
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You've probably seen the pictures by now, the streets of Portland clogged by naked people riding bicycles. It's called the World Nak...
June 04, 2014
What's with this twiddling thing?
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Hey, all you chronic malcontents, here's a question for you: Is there some new meaning of the word twiddles ? Like, is it a new euphemi...
May 29, 2014
Another new hat: Who am I now?
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It's humbling to realize that even after 57 years walking around on the planet I have gained so little knowledge about my own preference...
May 23, 2014
Be careful what you ask for
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I told the Universe I would walk through whatever door opened, financially speaking. That leaves a lot of wiggle room for the Universe, I re...
May 16, 2014
Fitna on the condo board
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Today I ate chia seeds and after a wave of dizziness, I felt much better than I did when I posted the last morose post, so yay for chia seed...
May 13, 2014
Exhaling at the speed of life
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I'm a living example of efficiently working at being ineffective. I stay busy. I'm proud to say I'm not quivering in a closet, w...
May 10, 2014
Uh-oh. Can I get the cat back into the bag?
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I would like to shout out a big welcome to the newest Hellish Handbasket reader: my mother. Yep. You heard right. My scrawny almost-85-year-...
May 05, 2014
The Chronic Malcontent succumbs to shameless commerce
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Well, I did it. I've been thinking about doing it for a while (thanks to the encouragement of my sister and my friends), and I finally d...
April 30, 2014
Woozy from too much woo
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I am pretty sure I will look back on yesterday as a turning point. I think I already am, actually, if I'm blogging about this. What am I...
April 28, 2014
Best advice I've heard today: Go crazy!
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As I sit staring at my computer, trying to dredge up something worth blogging about, I listen to Prince's manifesto Let's go Crazy ,...
April 23, 2014
The chronic malcontent hedges some bets
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If I could have any life I wanted, this would be it, pretty much. I've got a great little apartment (aside from an ant infestation probl...
April 20, 2014
The chronic malcontent cavorts on Easter Sunday
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When the sun shines, people in Portland come out of their burrows and cavort. On Easter Sunday, they cavort in fancy clothes. I just got bac...
April 17, 2014
The chronic malcontent goes undercover
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Yesterday I left the Love Shack at 4:00 p.m., intending to catch a bus to downtown Portland. Of course, as usual, I failed to check the bus ...
April 14, 2014
Isn't a lovely day? Too bad I can't let myself enjoy it.
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It's spring for another day in Portland, and then we are back to the norm (rain). Rain is our year-round season. The only thing that var...
April 09, 2014
No one is immune to the plague of being human
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My favorite days are days when I don't have to go anywhere, and no one calls me. (I'm not saying those are good days, just that they...
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