In another post, I published my dating profile. I have absolutely no interest in dating, but it’s by far the easiest way for me to meet new people – though I do ok out at bars and social situations. My profile is effective at getting dates – a little less so in getting friends (that…
THANKSGIVING 2019
For the first time in my life, I was not with family during Thanksgiving. For the first time in my life (other than when I was a baby, I’m guessing), I did not have turkey on Thanksgiving. For the first time I can remember there wasn’t a TV with football on in another room on…
THANKSGIVING 2018
Ever since getting in to the habit of writing every day, I’m finding that I want to spend more and more time writing. I will always struggle with the self criticism, and I will always struggle with the question – why should anyone care? I can’t answer that question, other than to say, you shouldn’t…
PET PHOTOS
From time to time, I’ll click through when Google and Facebook serve up my memories to me. Because so many of my photos from a year ago were related to my ex-fiancee, B, it’s often a bittersweet experience. Every once in a while, I’ll get pictures of the pets – usually happy, also sometimes bittersweet….
DETAILS AND NARRATIVE
As I mentioned yesterday, B, my ex-fiancee, wrote to me on Friday night. She found this blog. She’s upset with the amount of detail in it, and that it has real names and faces – mainly hers and mine. She’s emailed again and wants to know why I can’t just use initials, and why I…
A QUIET TYPE OF COMFORT
Last night my friend Stacy and I went out for drinks and a bite. I met up with her and two of her friends, a slightly older lesbian couple. We went to South of Beale, a local bar just down the street from my office. It was a really nice evening, and her friends were…
TIME
The other day I ended a post suggesting that I need to write about time – specifically, as it relates to interests and schedules, work, and relationships with friends, family, and partners. Since moving to Memphis, my schedule has been pretty jacked up. My interests have been all over the place and time has been…
INTERRUPTED
I could hear her scream “two weeks…..” as she fell off the cliff. This was an inside joke my ex, B, and I had. Two weeks in to our relationship, we went on a hike with my friend Jen. Jen took a picture of us – it became one of our favorites. As we posed,…
STANDING IN THE SUNLIGHT
When my wife and I decided to get divorced, I can remember one night that was extremely emotionally difficult and also liberating. In retrospect, I’m amazed that it really only took one night to dive in to the depths of what was happening and also emerge with a new outlook. I was the one who…
ALLIGATORS AND HOT AIR BALLOONS
When my stepdaughter, Carolyn, was maybe five or six (maybe older), we would spend time co-writing stories together. She’d pull a chair up next to me at the desk where my computer was. Sometimes we’d each write a sentence – one building off of the other, sometimes it was more than a sentence each. The…
THE MEASURE OF LOVE IS TRANSFORMATION
I’m happy to be writing every day. The last few days, it’s been how I’ve spent the bulk of my time. This morning, I find myself wanting to tackle a few topics, and not really knowing where to start, not really sure how this post will meander and take shape (obviously with a useless prologue…