Oh yeah, I have a blog. It was a few Decembers ago that I first went a long time without updating here, and now here I am rushing to get something up here just so I don’t go a whole calendar month without blogging. A while back I could say that being on Twitter was responsible for cutting down on my blogging since I could just tweet when something small happened and didn’t have to make a huge blog about it, but these days I’m…
Eleven years ago, when I rather infamously flamed out on the Internet, one of the main reasons I lost it was that I lacked the ability to laugh at myself. To be sure I’ve always played up my geekiness and nerdiness and how silly I can be, but at the time I wasn’t able to apply that attitude towards the work I was doing online. As that work became more difficult and I realized that I really didn’t even like the work, I didn’t handle…
Two days ago my mother turned 66 years old. I wish I could devote this blog merely to that fact, but present circumstances prevent me from doing so, and require me to focus on some of the less pleasant aspects of her current living situation. Mom, although certainly a strong and independent woman, always wished to be a homemaker. After my sister was born in 1966, Mom gave herself over entirely to parenting and homemaking. In my younger years Mom kept a small garden in…
I swear, if I had the money right now I’d hire someone to beat me about the head with a loaf of whole wheat bread if I go a week without updating the .org, let alone over a month. Anyway, back in April I announced on my Twitter and Facebook that I was moving to Cleveland this summer, and that I’d post a .journal entry about the whole thing in May. This is, in a way, the culmination of something I’d been working on since…
On a cold, snowy December evening in 1996, my parents and sister and I were about to head out to do some shopping. When I opened the main door, which swung inward, I thought I might have seen something next to the screen door, but I didn’t think much of it. When I tried to swing that door outward, though, I realized I’d hit something, namely a tiny month-old kitten who was huddled next to the door, shivering her little tail off. We brought the…