The Hellish Handbasket

Somewhere between last week and this week, I got fed up with suffering and decided to stop. I gave up bemoaning the vertigo. Instead, I'...

I don't have much to report this week. Here's a quick follow-up to the ENT appointment from last week. I know you are following the ...

It has become very clear to me that my inner ears march to the unseen unheard drumbeat of fluctuations in air pressure. I am a creature of t...

Once again, I have lifted and transported every possession I own. This week was spent vacating the Bat Cave and invading the Trailer. Well, ...

After a year in the Bat Cave, it's that time again. Time to pack up and move. I'm ready but I'm still feeling anxious. Maybe I s...

I've been in phone hell this week. My old service provider got bought by a larger tech company and "upgraded" its network. My ...

When I first came to Tucson, I couldn't imagine I'd ever contemplate becoming one of those residents who vacates for six months out ...

Once again, you had to remind me! I can't believe I forgot to blog last Sunday. I looked at my calendar to see what happened. Every line...

For some reason I thought that after my parents died, I would not longer be  . . . what's the word I'm looking for? Not troubled . N...

In this isolated new world of video mentoring, I talk with artists all over the country. One of my favorite pep talk mantras is the world ne...

It's a cool 94°F outside. I'm sitting in the Bat Cave with two fans blowing and a wet tank top wrapped around my head. I really don...

After a recent Windows update, my computer started giving me the weather report in the notification area of the task bar, whether I want it ...

I thought I could make some money being creative. Not so fast.  I spent the week whining to myself about how hard it is for U.S. artists to ...

Actually, we don’t have to fight hard to be stupid. Everyone is doing it, in some shape or form. If you don’t mind a little weak-willed natt...

Like an automaton whose internal clock is winding down, I find all systems are no longer go. My brain likes to think it is in charge. It’s n...

Greetings from the desert. It’s been another typical week of chasing cockroaches, editing dissertations, dodging bullets, and poking pencils...

Happy Mother's Day. If you aren't one, you had one, and even if you hated her guts, you can't deny you got birthed. It's not...

Howdy Blogbots. I'm a day late on this post and utterly shocked that anyone noticed. I am grateful to all six-sometimes-seven of you for...

Happy Sunday, Blogbots. Another gorgeous day in Tucson, marred only by gusty winds. Yes, the same winds that are blowing wildfires around th...

This week I spent an hour driving eleven miles across town to a shoe store to pick up a pair of walking shoes I ordered online. That's n...