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Sometimes flying is good. It gets you where you need to go quickly. The ride is smooth and you don’t have to drive. Sometimes, though, flying is harrowing. My dad actually nearly got his pilot’s license so I know what all the bumps are, but still. Sometimes, like today, it feels like the pilot’s going…

BlogHer is right around the corner. One more day of work and then I take off. I have a few projects to tie up before I go and then I’m ready to have fun and maybe learn some stuff. Here’s what I’m looking forward to. Meeting People First and foremost, I’m looking forward to meeting…

Actually Mr. Geeky is no black sheep, but he is the only sibling to have left his hometown and only one of a handful of people in his extended family to do so. So his visiting his hometown is a big deal. On the road on Friday, we got many phone calls. What’s your schedule?…

Let’s move on from housecleaning to dressing. I’m planning to attend an event this weekend where I have to dress up. I want to look good and, to be frank, I am stressing a little about this whole aging process. At some point, I know I’ll come to terms with it, but right now, I’m…

I’ve been thinking about Flash’s comment on my last post, suggesting that I hadn’t taken class into account when examining the state of my house and/or my friend’s house as it represented my and their inner state. I definitely think there’s some connection between neatness and class that I’ve likely internalized and not examined critically.…

Over the weekend, I weeded the driveway and most of the garden. It was hard work and in the process, I destroyed a few ecosystems. (Sorry, ant village.) But it felt good to get rid of the stuff that had grown between the cracks and had started to make our driveway look like an abandoned…

One thing blogging does for me is help to sort out all the crazy thoughts in my head. I spend a lot of time in my head and most of my thoughts go zipping by, duly noted, but never quite landing on a spot. As I decide to write about one of those thoughts, I…

It’s been fun going through these old poems. Maybe someday I’ll write a new one. 🙂 When an Angel Passes Like candles dripping onto wine bottles,Yesterday it rained.Without looking through back alleys,Or up museums in coffee bean air,You asked me if I felt nakedKnowing my thighsBrushed against each other,The hair clinging to my face,The air…

First, I must allay any fears that I am on the verge of some kind of breakdown. I’m not. My life is stressful and I’m working through a lot of that at the moment. Second, I’m getting myself more and more involved in local politics. Yesterday, I went a rally for Ed Rendell, who’s running…

Waffle House, Nashville, TN The world is too much with us . . . William Wordsworth I was hardly in the world anywayso at shift change, the waitresseshuddled in the corner didn’t notice me,because everything was weighed downwith grey. Looks like rain,a gas station attendant in Jackson told me,but all I could do was laugh,…