I dream solid chewy dreams, and sometimes they turn into stories or even novels (and once a trlogy) but often they are just things I remember clearly and almost verbatim…Continue readingI am standing
So here’s a thing that is relevant to what I am about to tell you. My mom was always *tiny*. She never weighed more than some 110 pounds soaking wet,…Continue readingMy mother’s “glad rags”
As Meatloaf once sang it, objects in the rear view mirror can appear closer than they are – and 2023 (soon to be in the said rear view mirror) is…Continue reading2023: in the rear view mirror
oh lord, it’s time to go running around changing all the clocks again. Look some people are afraid of the dark. I get it. That doesn’t mean that the dark…Continue readingTime enough…
Let me share the sorrows and the joys and and the triumphs and the tragedies of this year’s Orycon, now that it is in the rear view mirror. Orycon was…Continue readingSo, Orycon ’23…
When my father was dying from cancer, I would sit in the room where he was lying in his bed, on ocygen, with little interest in anything, and play him…Continue readingAnd now a word from our sponsors…
A friend recently and relatively artlessly started talking to me about this OTHER firend that she has – he’s in his early seventies, he’s “also” widowed (twice, as it…Continue readingRe-pair…
Look, I name EVERYTHING. OK?I have nicknames for gadgets in the house, all the time. I’m in line with the “Naming of Cats” thing from T S Elliot – everything…Continue readingThe naming of cars
So, I just has a birthday. A big on the big six-oh. It may or may not have been an official gateway to Cronehood but I chose to call it…Continue readingThe Croning