The Story of a Hill: On Shame and Violence

This was written on Saturday, Sept. 5, 2020, rewritten on Sept. 22, 2020, and edited/posted Sept. 27, 2020 I rode my bike this morning.  For 15 minutes. I had to walk it up the steep hill on Bronough between 4th and 5th avenues.  But here’s the important thing: I rode...

Legacy Pt. 2

Today is September 16th.  It is the day after September 15th. Back in late August, I wrote a post titled Legacy about the importance of this date:  Mother died on September 15th, 1994, exactly one month after her 51st birthday.  In less than a month, if I am still...

Legacy

My 51st birthday was a few days ago. It is, more importantly, also my mother’s birthday.  Mother died on September 15th, 1994, exactly one month after her 51st birthday.  In less than a month, if I am still alive (knock on wood!), I will have outlived her whole...

I Need(ed) a Budget (…do you?)

This post is extrapolated from a set of tweets I made on 7/5/2020, which I decided to save and expand upon here because goddamn is twitter lousy for organizing, searching, or archiving tweets. If you are just here to find out more about the YouNeedABudget app, jump...

A Breath, Then a Pause

A Breath, Then a Pause  Oddly, the comforting constant of my life has become the air conditioner switching on and off. It is always there in the background, and I can always hear it because generally, I’m always alone. This is not something that bothers me. Being...

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