“After Pfizer sees this article, I’m sure they will find a way to pathologize this phenomenon and quickly move a drug to market to cure it.” That’s one of my favorite comments accompanying an article from yesterday’s New York Times, “One Is the Quirkiest Number: The Freedoms, and Perils, of Living Alone.” An interesting read … Continue reading To be or not to be … alone
One’s senior years are not the best time be a hermitess. Nor are they the best time to have finally established that you’d really rather be left alone. Nope, it’s not the best time to have finally become the independent, introverted loner you’ve always wanted to indulge. Because of course your senior years are when, … Continue reading The hermitess hits the wall
As best I can remember, this is the first Thanksgiving Day I’ve ever spent by myself. My son and his family decided to go skiing today, which I was delighted to hear; normally he’s too busy working to spend a whole day with his family. Besides, when you get to be my age and have … Continue reading Thanksgiving memories
You may know them as snow, sand, or drift fences. They come in various forms, usually either wooden slats wired side-by-side, or perforated orange plastic sheeting strung on stakes. They may be solidly planted, permanent fences or rickety, temporary-looking installations. I’ve seen them on the few beaches I’ve visited. But I know them better for … Continue reading Beetle fences
Could you, for ten million dollars, convince yourself that you are a porcupine? Continue reading Atheist by default
Let the record show that at 3 pm today, the title to my beloved old Mazda passed from my hands to those of the tow-truck driver who took her on that last, long one-way trip to auto heaven. … sniff … Damn, I loved that car. It was cool (in my eyes, anyway), and I … Continue reading Grandma got new wheels
