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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September 30, 2024
Not missing you, Sonoran desert
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I know you are all wondering what happened with the medication. Let me get this out of the way. Good news. I presented my calculations (via ...
September 22, 2024
Running to stay still
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As I'm driving over hill and down dale in the green farmlands and woodsy forests of the hinterlands, trying to avoid toll roads if at al...
September 15, 2024
The grass is definitely greener
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One thing about doing a lot of highway driving: You see a lot of roadkill. Given that roadkill has been in the news lately, I have a heighte...
September 08, 2024
Outer solar system or bust
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When I was an adolescent, I shared a room with my sister. A large black fly got in through the window and hung around. We named it Fred. Fre...
September 01, 2024
Finding myself in the now
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One thing I've disccovered about living in a car is that my environment requires me to be present in the moment. Being present has never...
August 25, 2024
Follow that pilot car
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This week I've been diligently performing my role as pilot car. Being the pilot car means I'm a leader, not a follower, or I guess y...
August 19, 2024
I choose the road less traveled
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As I was sitting at a laundromat in Anytown, USA, yesterday, washing my skivvies with the neighborhood hoi polloi, I saw the photo of my mot...
August 11, 2024
The gift horse can sometimes tear your lips off
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I'm coming to you from Track Town, USA, otherwise known as Eugene, Oregon. The weather finally cooled enough for me to leave the misty g...
August 04, 2024
Time out: The search for home hits the pause button
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I left Sacramento and drove for hours toward the beach, committed to escaping the heat and smoke of the central valley. I made it to Eureka ...
July 28, 2024
Sprinting out of the desert
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On Wednesday, I said goodbye to my Scottsdale friends, the blue pool, the little dog, and the 112°F heat. My plan was to go west, but first ...
July 21, 2024
The news of the day
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If I weren't a rabid user of the internet, I could almost forget the outside world exists as I sit here in palm-tree infested Scottsdale...
July 14, 2024
Welcome to Critterville
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In my current dogsit, I sleep on my own mattress, hauled in from my minivan, spread out on the carpeted floor of the family room in front of...
July 07, 2024
Is the grand experiment really over?
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I'm blogging to you once again from beautiful Scottsdale, where the sun almost always shines, and when it isn't, the wind is howling...
June 30, 2024
Please get off my eighth cranial nerve
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I cleared out of Bugville on Monday. On Tuesday morning, I arrived at the neurologist's clinic two hours early for my long-anticipated 8...
June 23, 2024
Sleeping with the light on
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Update on my housing requirements: I was wrong: Cockroaches are a deal breaker. In last week's post, I waffled a bit. Apparently I wasn...
June 16, 2024
The chronic malcontent lacks the energy to dramatize
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I left Flagstaff on Thursday. Now I'm plant-sitting for a week for a friend who lives in a small house in a housing development in the C...
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