Took Rocco out tonight for our last walk of the evening, kept scanning the skies for the mythical pink moon. We walked for blocks, but it was… Read more “april 7, 2020—catch you later, John Prine…”

Driving to the food shelf to volunteer for a shift yesterday—wait, was it this morning?—last year?—maybe I’m making this story up, who knows anything any more? Anyway,… Read more “april 3, 2020—food shelf shift”

Hope in a hopeless world: tabs finally arrived, thereby ending my daily, polite, proof of purchase dashboard plea to the city of Mpls: “please! stop giving me… Read more “april 2, 2020—tabs arrived!”

Hands-down, the most memorable compliment I’ve ever received in my life was not “well, you’re pretty good looking for a redhead,” but being called, “the John Prine… Read more “april 1, 2020—get well soon, John Prine”

A funny thing happened on the way to the new year, which feels so long ago, doesn’t it? Like, longer than a lifetime ago, like someone else’s… Read more “march 31, 2020—a funny thing happened on the way to the new year”

This is my dog, Rocco. Some of you may recognize him as a guest on my movement videos. He’s pretty smart. Some days, I think, too smart… Read more “march 27, 2020—role reversal”

Mad sewing skills fall more on the mad than the skill side? Art at a standstill? Facebook live freak you the fuck out? Feeling well but helpless?… Read more “march 25, 2020—donate blood”

True confession time: I easily fall in love with smart people. Deep thinkers. Wise ones. Some call them “nerds.” Wise ones don’t care. “Stimulating conversation” is more… Read more “march 23, 2020—blessed are the nerds in these hard times”

One thing, of countless things, that you did not plan for is that your dog poop bag supply will eventually run out while you are—what are we… Read more “march 22, 2020—field notes from a pandemic”

Hey all, so I had a late dinner tonight—what did I have? Oh, a stir-fry thingie that I made with the fresh broccoli I was forced to… Read more “march 21, 2020—pandemic etiquette”