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Okay. I'm shrunk.

It’s official: I’m over my severe clinical depression. Apparently.

I cultivate my lump nature

Getting steadily better; bump in road from Thursday overexertion. Also: fund-raiser, water returns!

Let it snow

I sit in my seventh floor penthouse room watching the most beautiful snowstorm I’ve ever seen. Fat flakes nudge the window, sometimes floating and fluttering, currently driven. I can see no more than maybe a quarter mile. Snow blankets rooftops and rooflines and flocks the trees.

Welcome to the Equinox, and the first official (bureaucratic) day [...]

Sick and tired...

I’m sick, tired, and unproductive, though intending to get better soon. Plus: dinosaurs!

Bubonicon starts tomorrow!

If you are or can reasonably contrive to be in the Greater Albuquerque area tomorrow, Friday, August 28th, this is all ye know and all ye need know!

Beam this one up, Scotty. I'll be in my cabin.

(Photo courtesy of baaadasssscomics.)

But just because you’re you, and I’m swell, I’ll give you more info.

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Stuff happens

Now there’s a snappy blog post title. I am the King of SEO!

Okay. Maybe not. Under the circumstances, it’s as close an approximation to a snappy title as I can muster. Deal.

First, though: enjoy the swell cartoon above, courtesy of Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal. Thanks to haikubica for turning me onto SMBC when [...]

Shakin’ it up

I’m not doing enough. Not writing enough, not exercising enough. Not creating enough pleasure in my life. Not getting enough juice out of life, as Tony Robbins puts it.

Also I’m not getting younger, fuck it anyway.  I truly believe that in the very near future our lives – that’s productive, vigorous, joyous life, not having [...]

The sweet smell of (surprise) success

It’s not a cliché if it’s literally true, right?

I’d resigned myself to not having honeysuckle blossoms – with their attendant wonderful aroma – of my own this year. I was prepared to be content with the fact that both the honeysuckles I’ve got in the ground, the store-bought one and the one I coaxed into [...]

Hummingbird Shadows and a Confused Seagull

Aren’t hummingbird shadows on the ground a hoot? At first you think they come from something just floating in the air, like the cottonwood cotton that’s starting to drift like snow in the Valley now and give my allergic friends the fits. Then you realize they don’t just drift with the wind, but pause [...]

Emma meets a caped crusader

Emma and I were walking back down the ditch on the return leg of our walk this afternoon when on the far bank I saw an older Latino guy in a white straw cowboy hat, jeans and a Western shirt coming the other way. That type isn’t superabundant here in the central RGV, but [...]