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
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March 24, 2020
Alone. Alone, alone, alone
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Foraging for food has taken on a new tension in this surreal new world order. Never my favorite chore, now going to the grocery store means ...
March 18, 2020
Don't cry, it's just the end of civilization, not the end of the world
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Today was a lovely spring Wednesday in Mt. Tabor Park. With all this extra time on our hands, and all this lovely sunshine after last week...
March 15, 2020
The Chronic Malcontent does her part to flatten the curve
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Last week I did a stupid thing. I went to the hospital lab to get my blood drawn for a cholesterol test I've been postponing for months....
February 28, 2020
The chronic malcontent reads a book
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I would prefer to exist in the realm of the intellect, eschewing all things physical. I don't like remembering I have a body to inhabit ...
February 14, 2020
Not quite over it, thanks for asking
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Life goes on. I'm adapting to living life alone, just me in the Love Shack, bouncing from project to project, moment to moment. Now that...
January 26, 2020
A derailed life
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Today I donned rain gear and risked a walk in the park. As I kept one eye on the clouds, I thought about how I would describe the evolution ...
January 18, 2020
Take me with you
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The death of my cat smashed a hole in my life last week, leaving me a shattered mess. I've done my best to ride the waves of grief as I ...
January 14, 2020
The terrible no good very bad king hell bummer week
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I wish I could say it was my mother, but no, it was my cat. On Tuesday last week, I took him to the vet for his annual wellness exam. They c...
December 31, 2019
Happy new year from the Hellish Hand-Basket
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I'm relieved to have survived 2019. As I wait for 2020 to blow us all to smithereens, I am reflecting on some accomplishments, challenge...
December 22, 2019
Wishing you all the best in this stupid cold season
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On Friday night, Mom was just leaving the dining room as I came strolling down the hall from the back door, dripping from a strangely balmy ...
December 08, 2019
We gotta have art
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The reward for being willing to work for nothing (also known as service or volunteering ) is the opportunity to do more work for nothing. Fe...
November 26, 2019
Happy Thanksgiving from the Hellish Hand-Basket
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This afternoon as I was eating under-cooked apple-and-raisin oat bran muck out of my beat-up thrift-store stainless steel pan, I contemplate...
November 19, 2019
Is there a human in this room?
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In the past year, I've walked down the hall from the back door of the retirement home to my mother's room almost three hundred and s...
November 07, 2019
A talkative passenger gets the Chronic Malcontent thinking
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Thinking is something I do a lot of, maybe too much of, considering that thoughts don't necessarily lead to action. Maybe you have figur...
October 30, 2019
Service is the path to happiness, she says [cue eye roll]
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I'm taking a break between sneezes to record yesterday's networking adventure. (My sinuses are combusting from ragweed pollen. Welco...
October 19, 2019
The Chronic Malcontent attempts to teach artists not to hate business
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As an artist and marketer, I have a foot in both art and business. Sometimes I feel like the anti-Christ of marketing, but still, with a Ph....
September 29, 2019
Put a frame on it and call it art
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I have spent most of my life trying to define art . Before you scoff, I challenge you to define art . Go on, try it, I dare you. Is it beaut...
September 19, 2019
The chronic malcontent plays hooky to go to school
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Last night I took a night off from daughter duty to attend an in-service (teacher training) at the local community college for which I occas...
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