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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February 27, 2022
The lure of the geographic
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I grew up on a quiet shady middle class street lined with a mishmash of old farmsteads and ranch-style houses in the armpit of northeast Por...
February 20, 2022
The general dissatisfaction of being alive
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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...
February 13, 2022
A day of miracles and it's not over yet
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Today was a day of multiple miracles. I call them miracles. I don't know if they emanate from a divine source—unlikely, in my human opin...
February 06, 2022
Making a motion toward something
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It's been a good week. The vertigo bucket in my head has been mostly calm sailing. The salt shaker in my right ear has been mostly silen...
January 30, 2022
A mild case of existential dread
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COVID is still a thing here in Arizona. I'm laying low in the Bat Cave, hiding out from omicron, even though I know, as a bleeding heart...
January 23, 2022
What did I just say? No recollection
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In the past two days, two people have asked me if I'm really a chronic malcontent. I've been complaining in this space since, what...
January 16, 2022
Delinquent neurons are not apologetic
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The brain is back. As much as it ever was, anyway, which is good news for me, out here alone in the short branches of the wild west. It'...
January 09, 2022
Who am I and what just happened?
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Poor old Google can't keep up. I'm opening and closing several web accounts using multiple log-on identities on two different comput...
January 02, 2022
Let me take you to noisy town
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Happy new year, Blogbots, all six of you. How are you doing? I hope you are staying safe in this stupid cold season. Yes, cold. Tucson temps...
December 27, 2021
The Chronic Malcontent cautiously connects
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Happy holidays, Blogbots. May you have as much joy as you can stand during this stupid, cold, virus-infested, consumer-obsessed season. I...
December 19, 2021
Your quest for control is futile
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You’ll be relieved to hear, after two weeks of me camping out of an ice chest in the Bat Cave, the maintenance crew carted away the malfunct...
December 12, 2021
Change my attitude or change my situation
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Once again my week overflows with blessings and curses. Among the blessings, I count a quiescent check engine light and the absence of littl...
December 05, 2021
Between here and there
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When last we spoke, I mentioned that my nemesis, the check engine light, had returned to disturb my peaceful cat-sitting gig in Albuquerque....
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...
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