This has been a year for the legs of our logic to be kicked out from under us, over and again.
Javid died six months ago today. Wisp of a thing he was at birth, blood pumping wrongways through his heart, Saran-wrapped to keep his body temperature from plunging. The shock of his arrival—what [...]
I didn’t believe it myself when they told me, but look, it even comes in colors. Here, try one for yourself. You may find that you like it…
This is simply a momentary pause in the day to wing warm wishes to one of our favorite peeps, someone who regularly makes us laugh and who we leaned on many times in this past year when the last thing we felt like doing was laughing.
Happy birthday Pam Gessert. You rock, dude.
Now here’s your [...]
Happy domestic violence awareness month!
Okay, so maybe finding the sex appeal in a topic like domestic abuse is a tall order (although, as the breast cancer awareness folk show, ain’t nothing impossible). Of course, unbiased observer that I am, I think anything my wife’s involved in automatically becomes more attractive, if you know what [...]
Him: “How was your meditation class tonight?”
Her: “Pretty good. We were exploring sounds.”
Him: “… Maybe next time you could explore smells.”
In the crazy days after Javid’s birth, his web pages kind of unfolded, in a very basic format, from our slow realization that we couldn’t maintain the pace of calling or e-mailing friends and family. The pages were never really meant to be a blog, although they eventually turned into something similar. But [...]
“If the pattern of our lives continues after death, then my love is with you even now.”
Catherine Asaro, The Last Hawk
Happy birthday, boy.
“Baseballistically speaking,” as The Kid once put it, it was not the best of days. Despite the valiant efforts of a crafty old cuss from my neck of the woods, youth prevailed and the Phightin’ Phils got served by a buncha upstart Kid Rocks.
In all other ways the day was lovely, and helpful to [...]
“An’ it please yer ladyships, can I ‘ave some more food?”
Here’s a toast to walls and flowers and women who like them both just fine but not as a combo pack, please. “Yes Senator, I’ll be glad to fetch you that martini. Now where should I send the affidavit?”
Here’s to steely gaze and eyes that crinkle in laughter. To the gruff and the growl and [...]
We do not choose our families. But if as Timothy Ferriss contends the opposite of happiness is not sadness but boredom then we are victims of happy misfortune. Ana Lisa and I both spring from folk who are positively mental.
We have nutty parents, wack siblings ‘n spice, crazy aunts and uncles, and a few [...]
“Why do I have Christ in my date book for noon?”
Tony’s coworker Carrie, noticing a less-than-completely-recorded appointment note
“Oh man, I can’t believe I’m late.”
Ana Lisa, rushing out the door to a time-management seminar.
Some months back I went down on my derrière in a head-on collision with another biker. Last Saturday was Ana Lisa’s turn. Picking her way carefully over loose shale on a path in the Adirondacks, she completely missed (or rather didn’t) a branch sticking out at head level. It seemed for an instant [...]
