Stories of Suspense with a Sense of Humor
I’m playing in a pickleball tournament this weekend and I’m in that phase where I think I might win, and I also think I might get my ass handed to me eight times over. It’s like Schrödinger’s thought experiment about the cat in a box. Is the cat alive inside the box, or did it … Read more
The past two weeks have been chaotic with house guests, dog sitting, and diarrhea. I don’t regret any of it but there’s certainly a calming bit of gratitude when it’s over and a familiar routine returns. One of the dogs we watched has a condition that triggers insatiable hunger. The cutie-pie is just about twelve … Read more
When I got my cancer diagnosis and opted for surgery, I entertained thoughts that this could be it. My optimistic self thought, “This will be a bumpy ride.” But my pessimistic self understood that any surgery has risks. Joan Rivers, for example. That’s grim and I certainly have no interest in the big “THE END” … Read more
When I was nine, the city built an ice rink and I wanted to learn to skate. My father bought us some cheap skates and I walked up there every day after school so I could fall on my ass. I clung to the railing on the wall and pulled myself along, inevitably pulling harder … Read more
I have a MAJOR ANNOUNCEMENT in today’s Picayune about my future. But first, a bit of background. Thanks to my cancer and surgery, I’ve had way too much time to think of existential issues lately. There are the practical things, like how it hurts to poop and pee (getting better, thanks…). There are the utility … Read more