Fourteen Years

Surgery to repair my hernia is still on for Thursday. Unfortunately, they won’t tell me what time on Thursday until between 3:00-5:00 pm Wednesday. The earliest they could want me downtown is 5:45 in the freaking am. That would mean leaving my house around 4:30, to be on the safe side. I actually find it…

Can someone tell me what a man who won’t do dishes does with dishwashing detergent? About two weeks ago, I noticed that the little snap lid to the bottle of dishwashing detergent always seemed to be flipped up when I went to the kitchen sink to do dishes. I blamed myself. After all, I was…

So, Slipperman, you want to know how I feel after I exercise? In a word, exhausted. Sweaty, sticky, smelly, painful, out-of-breath exhausted. Part of it, I’m sure, is simply because I am out of shape. But even when I was doing 75 – 100 miles per week on my bike, I hated it. Whatever this…

There’s Living, and then there’s Life. These days I find myself so enmeshed in the Living part of things that I lose track of Life. It’s a forest for the trees sort of thing. When I do have time to search the forest, I sometimes find myself contemplating mortality’s end. It isn’t the sort of…

It’s half-heartedly snowing outside again. The sky is silver, the air is so cold it cuts at the back of your nose like a knife, and the lighting is too bright for a day with no sun. The snow isn’t coming down in proper flakes, but instead in little shards and slivers, like tiny little…