Dog Walks and Body Knocks, A Story in Three Parts. 1. Part I Once upon a time, there was a middle-aged woman – let’s call her Michelle – who didn’t look her age, laugh lines and love handles notwithstanding, who decided to add richness to her life by adopting a dog. Said life had been in a bit of a holding pattern since the death … Continue reading Dog Walks and Friction Burns
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing. My dad used to say that to me all the time, long before Dunning-Kruger and the internet became things. You haven’t learned enough about a thing to realize that you know little when you’re just starting. [1] We tend to think we know more than we do about things, and the more complicated the concept, the more people … Continue reading Clavin strikes again – mosquitoes, radios, and psoriasis.
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
From Famine to Feast. 