Dammit, Slipperperons …

For the first time in perhaps half a year, the Professor went to bed when I did. He got up when I did too, although that was hunger driven rather than his being ready to rise. In fact, when I came home from work today, he was back in bed. He said he only got…

Please keep me in your thoughts. I’m leaving for the hospital now. They found a liver for me.

Since my early twenties, I have been prey to a peculiar variety of migraine. Called “acephalgic migraines”, they involve no pain whatsoever, but result in diminished vision for a period of twenty minutes. Rarely, they can render me effectively blind for a short period of time, but more often they simply constrict the field of…

Although all cat games have their rules and rituals, these vary with the individual player. The cat, of course, never breaks a rule. If it does not follow precedent, that simply means it has created a new rule and it is up to you to learn it quickly if you want the game to continue….

Quiet ChristmasI’m dreaming of a quiet ChristmasJust like the ones I used to knowWhere the radio is onBut we don’t listenTo hear carols about snow. I’m dreaming of a quiet ChristmasPlease let retailers see the light.May your days be merry and bright!And to all a very Silent Night. What can I say? Yeah, it’s post-Thanksgiving…

Wooly bear caterpillars must be the northeastern United State’s local version of the arctic lemming. Akin to the lemmings’ inexorable march to the cliffs overlooking the sea in years of overpopulation, the onset of the cooler days of autumn triggers some suicidal instinct buried deep down on one of the three brain cells a wooly…