Me say war

NB: Each week I’m posting something from the archives of my more than 20 years of writing on the web. Sometimes it’s a social media post, sometimes a blog post, or (like today) it’s an excerpt from a newsletter issue…

Punk Damage

A thing I love is when I learn about a word or phrase that gives language to a thing I have known, but did not have words for. Like the first time I learned about harm reduction, which is a…

Long slow suppers

Hi there. Each week I will post an excerpt of one of the thousands of things I’ve written in the last 25 years, and then follow it up with some modern context or point of view. Today’s piece from the…

Living off the rage

The restaurant was quiet, despite its being the lunch hour. The rain came down outside, no doubt part of the reason for the low turnout. We hadn’t seen each other for a while and were catching up in that meandering,…

16 years ago today

Sixteen years ago today, we got married. On that morning, I had less than $30 in my checking account, having spent the massive sum of $80 the night before on pizza and two liter softdrinks for our rehearsal dinner. My…

On my own

The little door to enter the crawlspace under our house is tiny – perhaps 18 inches square. Every time I have to go under our house, I swear I never want to do this again. The plastic that has been…

Happiness as an orientation

This past weekend, I made a whirlwind trip to the mountains of North Carolina to see some friends who now live in Northern Ireland for the most part, but were back in the States to visit. Other mountain friends came…

RIP, Harry

In the spring of last year, we ended up in the kitten rescue business. It started innocently enough – a stray cat had given birth to kittens in our backyard, in the hollowed out stump of an old pear tree.…

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