Old Ladies In Bathing Suits, Or, Saturday Morning at 9:01am
Indian summer this week. Temperatures in the 90s. So yesterday we decided to go to Napa for a few days. Sit by a swimming pool,
Indian summer this week. Temperatures in the 90s. So yesterday we decided to go to Napa for a few days. Sit by a swimming pool,
Nienie’s eyes.
Sometimes as I drive up 101 on the way to work I am seized by rapture. I find life to be a blinding light at
I was driving to a customer meeting this morning. The sky was not so blue as usual. Jet contrails scudded across the upper sky. The
Someone in my extended family died two nights ago. In the middle of the night. My daughter texted me to tell me. It was not
When I first misplaced my job, I was secretly thrilled. At least during those moments when I could put aside the fear of dying homeless
Clearly the blogosphere is a new form of identity construction – as well as a new form of identity revelation. What’s most fascinating to me
Another thing I do on the Internet to ignore the DP (death problem) is to look at things other bloggers post. They are pretty good
I think the real issue here is that I can’t stand it that I have to die some day. This has bothered me in one
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