To Wearable or Not to Wearable

I'm not a shopper. I know people who go shopping for fun or relaxation but that's never been me. Most purchases, excepting food, can take me months, and then I don't realize how long I've had something. I realized once I was calling something my "new" jacket when it was already over ten years old.... Continue Reading →

Everyone Wanted a Farfisa

"'Cause I can see the future, and it's a place about seventy miles east of here, where it's lighter." (lyrics from Laurie Anderson's "Let x = x") I keep thinking that my body's changes are temporary, and that I'll be reset at some point and my articulations will go back to being supple again. Not... Continue Reading →

Am I Now Spry?

It's one of those adjectives to describe old people, which, like all older people, I kind of resent. I'm fifty-six, and it's is one of those ages that, when people of that age die, the younger ones say "Ah, but they've already lived most of their lives". And like everyone my age, I want to... Continue Reading →

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