…I’m thinking about having watched the Björk concert last night on Apple TV. Filmed, I think, within the last year, it was a live performance of mostly material from her Utopia album, the album preceding her most recent project, Fossora. It was a fascinating experience, and while it was not entirely pleasant, I could notContinue reading “On the Thirtieth Day of 2025…”
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On the Twenty-ninth Day of 2025…
…I discover that Jim in Percival Everett’s retelling of The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn is fully literate. He’s read Voltaire, Rousseau, and Locke when he’s alone in Judge Thatcher’s library, and on Jacksons Island, after he gets bit by a rattlesnake, he has conversations with these literary and philosophical giants in fever-induced hallucinations, and isContinue reading “On the Twenty-ninth Day of 2025…”
On the Twenty-sixth Day of 2025…
…Outside of walking the dogs, I didn’t leave the house. I didn’t drive anywhere. I did very little. Meditated. Completed a few domestic chores. Communicated with my bandmates about rehearsals and rock and roll outfits. I set up a YouTube channel and vented my frustration into the ether. I took a nap. I made tacos.Continue reading “On the Twenty-sixth Day of 2025…”
On the Twenty-fifth Day of 2025…
…I got so tired of pulling up my pants so they didn’t fall off my ass, I bought a belt today. It’s not like I haven’t had one all this time. I had one, all right, until my son stole it from me and moved to SoCal. And, while that might be a funny placeContinue reading “On the Twenty-fifth Day of 2025…”
On the Twenty-fourth Day of 2025…
…I sat for meditation for a seventh consecutive day. And then the rest of the day is a little bit of a blur, not because it was especially busy, but rather, because it was not busy, to the point where only three things are memorable about the day: 1. the aforementioned meditation streak, 2. theContinue reading “On the Twenty-fourth Day of 2025…”
On the Twenty-third Day of 2025…
…I entered a song I wrote with Adam, my Project MA partner, into a contest for songwriters over the age of 50 sponsored by an organization called Talent Is Timeless. I only know about this organization because somehow (o mystery of mysteries) I started seeing their ads in my social media feeds. Now, I couldContinue reading “On the Twenty-third Day of 2025…”
On the Twenty-second Day of 2025…
…I’m calling the doctor. No worries. I’m fine, but, after finally getting new batteries inside my blood pressure monitor, my numbers have been high for the last week or so, and I think I might need a new cocktail of pills or a variation of the ones I have. I don’t think it’s an environmentalContinue reading “On the Twenty-second Day of 2025…”
On the Fifteenth Day of 2025…
. . .You decide to write about yourself in the second person. You realize that’s an odd thing to do, even though, as most things a writer can do, it’s been done before hundreds of times. You’re mostly curious about how it feels. You’ve tried the first and the third, the first being the mostContinue reading “On the Fifteenth Day of 2025…”
On the Thirteenth Day of 2025…
…late in the evening, he tries to remember all the things he did on this Monday. Oh, yes, it’s all coming back to him now. He meditated and ate breakfast. He tried to take his blood pressure but there’s something wrong with his machine. He worried about what he doesn’t know. He did some laundry.Continue reading “On the Thirteenth Day of 2025…”
On the Twelfth Day of 2025…
…I finish Earth to Moon, the memoir by Moon Unit Zappa. Minutes after finishing, I will attempt to sum up, to share the experience in miniature. First, I must confess it took me a flipping long time to finish. I think I started reading this fall, maybe in September or as late as October, andContinue reading “On the Twelfth Day of 2025…”
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