Things are never as they seem. At least, not for three months. Three months is a magic timeframe. That’s precisely how long it takes to determine if any potentially life-changing decision is a good idea or not. Seriously. Whether you’re dating someone, adopting a dog or taking a new job,[…] Read On
We must haver way too much time on our hands. I mean, how else could we possibly have so much freaking time shouting into our social media echo chambers and attacking those with different views? Not to mention all the time we spend watching everyone else — the media, talk[…] Read On
Lost our boxer Fletch a couple weeks ago. We are mourning big-time. I know, I know, he was just a dog. It’s just that we never had children so, well, you get it. And since I work at home on our property, they’re sort of constant companions who never let[…] Read On
Nothing settles my troubled mind and makes me feel grounded like getting out in the woods and doing a hard day’s work. Out here in the woods there are no politics. No elections. No pandemics. No people. And best of all, no Twitter. Just you, nature, a chainsaw and a[…] Read On
Long day. Nice dinner. Good wine. A little Yankees playoff action. You know what? Life is good. Okay, so the Yankees lost. A little scotch to kill the pain. Life is still good. And you know what? Once we get through this pandemic, the race riots, the wildfires, the election[…] Read On
It’s popular to talk about age as if it’s nothing more than a number. An annoying negative thought that a little positive psychology can eradicate. Or a character flaw for the self-help aisle to address. You generally hear that kind of talk among boomers and the occasional Gen-Xer. I mean,[…] Read On
Six days, seven hours. That’s how long we were forced to flee our home of 26 years in the wake of the Bay Area wildfires. First we were locked down. Then we were locked out. Which is worse? You know, I don’t even want to go there. All I know[…] Read On