D.’s father was hospitalized last week after complications arose during an outpatient kidney stone extraction (that’s a nice way of saying that the doctor botched the job), so we spent most of the weekend near the phone, trying not to get too agitated. Until Saturday, we didn’t get much information about what specifically had gone […]

D. and I agreed that the nature sounds on our newish alarm clock should henceforth be known as Wave of Mutilation (ocean breakers — it was Breaking the Waves, but I hate Lars van Trier, so there), Birdsongs of the Mesozoic (tweet-tweets), and Watery, Domestic (babbling brook).

I want to apologize to anyone (all three or four of you) who’s checked in here in the past week+ and seen the same danged entry. I’m fine, no natural disasters have struck my fair city, my computer wasn’t stolen. It’s just been godawful busy at work, leaving me numb with fatigue when I get […]

Hey, workers of America — did you have an enjoyable Labor Day weekend? Do a little end-of-summer grilling? Hang with your family? Contemplate the plight of the overworked, the underemployed, and the economic disparities between the rich and the barely-getting-by?
Me, I kept humming the seasonally appropriate children’s chorus from Komar and Melamid and Dave […]