Year: 2007

When I was a child, my father chided me for being “too sensitive.” He was an impulse-driven nutball, plowing his

In a retort to myself, I have to say that I’m seriously thinking about life as a hermit on the

Still. Here. “Can mom come?” I dunno, but that’s not my department. I resisted a stupid comment. “Sure, Shel. Did

Okay, so here’s the story. I got a job with Super Duper Mini Corp, a wholly-owned business of Super Duper

The water is murky in this land of longing and desire. Very murky. Very, very murky. Very, very, very –

It’s amazing the complex web of emotions and thoughts I’ve had today. About you and about us. I’m still flattened

My dog is on a major chewing binge. Three pairs of shoes with only the left ones eaten. How does

My good, good writer friend wrote to me this comment after a mildly lukewarm discussion about the Television non-Event that

I had a realization, or maybe a reinforcement of a realization hinted at in the maelstrom that is my mind,

A friend, a good friend and now, possibly, a former friend, wrote to me that she is just tired, to