Waldo the Chrysalis, Day 2

These days I find myself noticing the textures of things that I touch. The velvet of that duster-length jacket at Coldwater Creek that I wanted for my own. The smooth hard cool of my computer desk. The slight grittiness of my car that needs washing so badly. The acidy crackle of the cats’ coats in…

I want to talk to you about a few things now because I don’t think we have too many more days to have conversations with each other. I want to thank you for being one of my best friends. I want to tell you that you are without doubt the best cat in the universe….

No, you aren’t being too curious, TM. The resulting damage to my heart was part of the stuff I cut out of the entry because it was getting so long. I’ll give you a brief run down of what’s wrong with me now, because of all this. My official diagnosis was Idiopathic Viral Cardiomyopathy. “Idiopathic”…

perhaps the questions we do not ask are the only ones we must voice a fool will ask less than he could and so learn only that which he knows

Photography by The Prof

Blame it on “Deep Space Nine”. The Prof and I have been watching it through from the beginning. We’re on season seven, the last season, about halfway through. In several episodes, props have included fresh exotic fruit. Sometimes the fruit has been altered in some way; in the episode we watched last night the fruit…