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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November 28, 2021
Closer to the edge
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Howdy from Albuquerque. As I sidled along tidy sidewalks next to cinder block walls and wooden fences in the neighborhood today, cold in the...
November 21, 2021
Every moment is a new adventure
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It's 449 miles between here and Albuquerque, a drive of approximately six and a half hours, or more like eight hours, the way I drive. I...
November 14, 2021
On becoming a rock star
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Have fun staying poor. Apparently that is a meme in the bitcoin world, a member of which I am not, in case you were wondering. Selling virt...
November 07, 2021
Creating a new reality
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Darkness falls fast in the desert after the sun sets. Twilight doesn't linger. During the day, I imagine the little dudes snoring in the...
October 31, 2021
Not feeling so OK at the OK Corral
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I keep returning to a theme—the idea that life is neither all good nor all bad. After trying to weigh the good stuff against the bad stuff, ...
October 24, 2021
Gaslit by a gas cap
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I talked with a friend on the phone tonight. It's a welcome distraction to listen to someone else's problems so I don't have to ...
October 17, 2021
Dragged into the future
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Do you ever wish you could freeze time? Shut off the clock, silence the calendar, you know, take a vacation from the daily detritus of life ...
October 10, 2021
Growing a pear
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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...
October 03, 2021
Living a life sublime
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Howdy Blogbots. You’ll be happy to hear I finally have fast internet. Fast enough, anyway. What a relief. Being on the wrong side of the dig...
September 26, 2021
Welcome to my slo-mo life
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Welcome to the slow motion life of inadequate internet. Haven’t we become accustomed to a certain pace when we surf the Web? Pages load. Map...
September 19, 2021
Two minutes or less
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Sunday mornings are a good time to drive around Tucson. I like to combine errands, so in addition to learning the city, this morning I plann...
September 12, 2021
The Chronic Malcontent tries to work a program
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Last night the power in my apartment went off just after 3 a.m. I woke up when my fan stopped. Dead-of-night silence is inordinately loud. I...
September 05, 2021
What makes a place home?
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I am happy to report I’m starting to feel more settled in my new apartment. My sister texted me to ask if I felt “happy.” She put it in quot...
August 29, 2021
Reading the signals
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My new friend Bill at the trailer park has taken a shine to me, it seems. Last week, we rode bikes in companionable silence in the gloaming....
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