I was in a bar last Saturday night. A roadhouse without much to commend it – wide open, a surly barmaid, a jar of pickled eggs (does anyone eat those things?), an empty stage and a couple of pool tables. The kind of place where you might cry into your boilermaker. Annie and I […]
Monthly Archives: March 2016
Can you tell HOW stuck we are? There are times in life when you have to face the fact you are totally, royally screwed. There is a look you give the person you are with – a nonverbal exchange that says, “There is no easy fix here, we’re going to have to get creative […]
I spent the weekend away. I learned some things I will be writing about this week (feeling a little sleepy and behind the 8-ball this morning…), and I want to give you a teaser. The things I learned this weekend: How to play pool sober When you read a sign that says, “SEASONAL ROAD NO […]
I was waxing with someone at work about the fact I never get angry any more and David walked by and said, “What about Lloyd?” I’ll admit I did bring my moving woes to work (I don’t think you are supposed to do that, but he was such an ass…). I don’t mean I don’t […]
I was doing Pilates this morning. I’m feeling like the Tin Woodman with all this cold weather, in need of a can of oil. Anyhoo, as I was contorting on the floor of my den (I guess it’s a den – the-only-room-the-bookcase-fits-in is too obscure, and if I talk about moving the bookcase I’ll […]
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