Why I didn’t bother updating today:

A Parable for My Times. The starfish is a carnivore, a predator. There are different varieties of starfish, each with its own Epicurean specialty. The ones here in the Northeast prey on mollusks such as clams and oysters. They are voracious, and a single starfish can eat as many as 50 clams in six days….

Well, the tour I did yesterday went well. At least, I think it did. Nobody complained, and that’s at least a 90% success rating in my book. One unfortunate problem I ran into had to do with the facemask I now need to wear in many areas of the company I work for. I’m immunosuppressed,…

I am typing this on my computer at work. Why, you might ask, am I typing this on a computer terminal that has no access to my journal? That is an excellent question. I am typing this at work so I can attach it to an email and send it to myself at home. I’m…

Just called the vet hospital, and the Grey Terror is doing well. Her temperature is back down to normal, she hasn’t vomitted at all (not that she’s eaten anything to vomit), she’s bright and alert, and she apparently hasn’t broken any equipment that they feel compelled to ask me to reimburse the hospital for. They’re…

They simply announced that they were going to play a single from some group or another’s soon to be released album. I really wasn’t listening that closely. I can’ explain it. Perhaps thirty seconds into the song the breath was stolen from my chest and I was desperately trying to remember who the hell they…

I suppose I’m going to have to concede at this point that carols are permitted. I’m still not sure about this 24/7 caroling. But I will at least acknowledge that a certain quota of carols can be introduced into daily existence. “Mr. Grinch” will still remain my favorite. musical accompaniment: John Gorka, “Between Five and…