Stuff

We’re our stuff, and our stuff is us, and our stuff is garbage, not in a metaphorical sense with regards to the quality of its execution or its greenwashing, but in the literal sense, in that most of our stuff is trash, or will end up there, not while we’re here, of course – in that case our stuff is valuable, all of it, the … Continue reading Stuff

Death and busywork – an off-the-cuff joint.

My mother died at the beginning of the year. Thank you to everyone who has expressed sympathies. I appreciate your support and kind words very much. Death in real life differs from death on television. On television, people collapse in inconsolable puddles. In real life, there’s much to do. And that’s before you get to the bureaucracy of estates. My mom’s memorial service is this … Continue reading Death and busywork – an off-the-cuff joint.