There’s a new family hanging around downtown. They have that transient look about them – a little free range and rough worn. They’re a young family, maybe in their early to mid-twenties. She has blond hair with streaks of green. He carries the big overstuffed backpack and wears camouflage pants. He looks ex-military with a…
Nothing to See Here 8-6-20
I’ve heard this type of weather, mid 80s and no humidity, is rare for Memphis in August. I love it, but it also makes me feel even worse about not taking full advantage of it. I get outside, but I feel like I should get even more outside – as if that’s a thing. Gorgeous…
Remembering Paris and Other Engagements
One year ago today my sweet little cat, Paris, died. I sat with her in her dying moments. It was an awful night. She’s been on my mind on and off throughout the day. She was a pain in the ass, bossy when she wanted to be fed, petulant at times, but also as friendly…
Working Different Angles
Sometimes the colors are even better after the sun has gone down. Sunday night I went for a run with one of my friends and then we grabbed a bite and a drink at an outdoor restaurant/bar, Loflin Yard. We made our way over to the river to catch the last light of day, and…
Rita, or How I Learned Domesticity
She couldn’t have stood much more than 5’2” tall. She wore thick, oversized glasses and had dark, black, short hair. I assumed that years later, in her old age, she would look like a heavier version of Sophia from Golden Girls – the fiery, speak-her-mind, no nonsense matriarch who both epitomized, and was a caricature…
Finding Time to Play
It’s 7am here in Memphis and surprisingly cool. According to weather underground it’s 73 degrees and feels like 73 degrees. It’s overcast – just a wall of gray. The forecasts have been way off the last few days. The promised torrential rains and floods never happened. Well, we got rain overnight a couple of times,…
Towards a Personal Statement of Being
I don’t think I wanna to be enlightened. I admit, it’s hard to “think” my way through a statement like that. And I’m not talking in the “ignorance is bliss” kind of way but in the I think I might reject the idea of enlightenment kind of way. It’s the classic circular argument. Accepting everything…
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I shouldn’t feel pressed for time. Yet, I do. I sometimes wonder how I’m ever going to handle the 9-5 world again. For days, I’ve lamented how little reading and writing I’ve done. For days, I’ve felt like I don’t have anything to write about. Of course, I here a little joker off in the…
Nothing to See Here
Today required more time management than most of my COVID-19 days – which isn’t saying much. When you’re unemployed and limited in your social engagements, it’s easy to lack urgency on most days. Laundry can always be done tomorrow, walks can be taken or skipped, books can be read or not. I have tried to…
Out of Sorts
Nick the cat has an upset stomach. He’s puked twice today – the first time very shortly after he ate, the second time after I gave him a bit more food (figuring he had emptied his stomach out earlier). He seems a little lethargic, but then again he’s a cat and I’m not sure I…
The Power of Pez
I can remember eating Pez from my Spiderman dispenser and pretending they gave me super strength the way spinach made Popeye strong. Sometimes I’d roll up my sleeves and flex the way a four-year-old flexes as if to say “look at me, I have muscles.” I’m pretty sure the Pez were also anti poison pills,…
Greed
I’m not sure I have much to say tonight. I’ve changed up my schedule from writing in the morning day to writing at night. I’m not sure I’ll keep this schedule, it just seems to be the way things have worked. The day was like most, walks and messing around with web design and reading…