I feel like such a New Yorker, or Parisian. I can now talk about discussions "with my therapist" because for the moment at least, I have a therapist. I feel so urbane. And a bit lost and confused about a few things in my life, hence the therapist. The upside is that I already feel... Continue Reading →
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 →
Slow Cow
I took Foro on a jaunt last weekend to see some friends, perching him in one of the little side windows of my Honda Jazz. We watched the cows out in the pastures as we drove through small villages and towns where, it seems, there's a lot of cheese being made. I often don't enjoy... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 