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?
About the illustrations: Art is for everyone
Welcome to Dissertation Hell: The ebook
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February 25, 2015
Shmushed
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I just finished editing and uploading some hapless doctoral student's wretched massive tome. Now I have a few minutes before The Walking...
February 19, 2015
If I wait long enough
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I realized last night as I tried to fall asleep after watching back-to-back episodes of The Walking Dead on the re-run channel, few things g...
February 10, 2015
Two ants shuffle into a bar
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The balmy temperature has invited relentless droves of ants to once again infiltrate my kitchen. My puny barricades of diatomaceous earth an...
February 04, 2015
Dangling by the leg over the abyss of old age
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Today the universe presented me with a chance to practice patience and gratitude. Because I spend so much time alone at home, I don't ge...
January 26, 2015
My mom took my groove thang
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The fog burned off to reveal an unusually balmy January day, perfect for touring potential retirement communities. (Not for me, for my mothe...
January 20, 2015
Marching on something, not sure what
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It's the dog days of winter around grimy Stumptown. Well, if our weekly average high temperature of 50° can be considered dog days. Perh...
January 13, 2015
Celebrate! You fail at life.
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Finally, there is an official Meetup in Portland for failures. It's called FailPDX, and last night was its kickoff meeting. I heard abou...
January 09, 2015
Lowering my standards
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I surely should have my brain examined. Something funny is going on in there. I fear it's termites. I think if a curious surgeon happene...
January 06, 2015
Living life takes courage
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As I sit at my computer with my feet encased in a rice-filled, microwaved (four minutes) sack of my own design, I peruse the temperature gad...
December 28, 2014
Always buy used and never fall in love
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Christmas came and went with barely a burp. Nondescript weather, the usual array of cookies and relatives...nothing memorable to mark the pa...
December 21, 2014
Merry ho ho ho from the Hellish Hand-basket
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It's the end of the year again, time to get maudlin over mistakes made and opportunities missed. All those wasted moments spent networki...
December 12, 2014
Bah humbug. No wait, I didn't mean it, really...
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I generally don't post in forums or in the comments sections of articles or blogs, although I get a lurid thrill out of lurking on the p...
December 05, 2014
Mom dodges the slammer
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I honored one of my relatively recent holiday traditions last week: I celebrated Buy Nothing Day on Black Friday. I'm happy to let the h...
November 28, 2014
Another Thanksgiving adventure
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My scrawny 85-year-old mother called me a few minutes ago. “Have you ever had a worse Thanksgiving meal?” she asked. I had just finished adm...
November 22, 2014
I'll have some fries, with a side of righteous indignation, please
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No complaints from rainbow city. I'll take our unsettled rain squalls and sun breaks over 6-foot snow drifts any day. On the hierarchy o...
November 12, 2014
Ass kickers and dream killers, oh my
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My friend Bravadita dragged up on Portland and moved to Gladstone, my sister is gallivanting around Vatican City, my friends in Minneapolis ...
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