I’ve mentioned the performative gardening next door. Actually, I’m just going to take photos. Be right back. Exhibit 1: The stoop I’ve mentioned the flags. They blow about. There’s also a lot of junk. Calvin is particularly incensed by this food container stuck between the fence and the stoop, built by Alley Guy Who Smokes… Continue reading Grossness next door

They are all kind of hard to start but this one is trickier. Maggie is busy being crazy more loudly than before. Today she was in front of the house playing music when Calvin and I came home from exercising. She did not look at us. This last Sunday Calvin went outside (yard work or… Continue reading This is a very hard post to write

I think she had a delightful time here. I did too. The feelings I experience around my mother are big and shimmery and slippery and sharp. Very sharp. I’d like to write through those feelings in such a way she could read it and see my perspective. She’s very fond of words. But that would… Continue reading What’s to say? My mother has left the building

The thing is that I hear my mother now clearly when she talks. I hear the things she says and I process them mostly in real time. This is different than how I operated in the past, when the things she said went past me, mostly, and then I would just explode over something that… Continue reading Fight #2 with my mother

It is pouring. My office is a poorly-built room stuck on the tuchis of the house, and the joints of the room leak. There’s a stupid deck on top of the office too, and Maggie reported us anonymously to the Department of Buildings for illegal additions. So I am sitting in this illegal addition, which… Continue reading When the leaks that leak really leak

I seem to have no time for writing, although I have loads of time to stare at my phone. I did do Zumba this weekend, and yoga, and it was awesome. It’s time to start exercising again like a person. I’m not dieting yet, but I will do some classes. Here is what is happening… Continue reading From an email to a friend today

Finally, but boy was it too hot last week. My basement lair is cold in the winter and hot in the summer, and Thursday was 80 degrees, or maybe 89 degrees. Here’s what I want to understand in my current, everyday life. How can I go about doing things I’d like to do without getting… Continue reading Spring has sprang and there is no turning back

We had a party this weekend and it was pretty fun. Then I went into a walking coma and I’m not out of it quite yet. Remember walking pneumonia? This is like I’m in a coma but awake. I move slowly and do very few useful things. Right now I am hiding in my office,… Continue reading Party down in the alley, mostly

I just met some neighbors, a lovely couple walking their Goldendoodle puppy (sporting a pronounced erection) in the alley. We had a great chat, but I do worry that nasty Maggie will see us together and then punish them through the wall. I told them this. They didn’t believe me. So fun to talk to… Continue reading Neighborly neighbors and a dog!