I pass out my blog cards with gay abandon. The receivers often ask the same question. They: What’s your blog about? Me: Read it and you will find out. But then I charmingly relent and…
My new friend Kathleen Tonnesen has so enriched my life and I have only known her for about a week. She sent an email which was clearly in response to my last blog posting. She:…
Saturday was spent totally alone, writing, doing the laundry, turning the chaos of my apartment into order. I watched the most amazing television program about bagpipers in WWI, breaking ak down in tears constantly. The…
Yesterday was a no blog day. I commented on this in an email to a friend. Me: I am not blogging today. I am content to merely rest on my laurels (wherever they many be.)…
For some reason i am utterly exhausted and so it is with great joy I cam turn you over to someone else. The artist you read about yesterday, Kathleen Katon Tonnesen wrote about a person…
I did awake yesterday to find myself in Vancouver and not feeling a great deal of joy with my plight. Plight shall be the word of the day. Plight, a noun, he has no concern…
I write from Vancouver, I am “home” again but it does not feel like home. .I wrote to CPI and to Tracey this morning that being in the Bay Area is easy and natural and…
Such a wonderful visit with Friend Jennifer W, but then she had to wend her way homeward down a congested freeway. When she reached home she sent an email telling of her travail. Travail shall…
This trip has been rather absolutely marvelous. I have a clean bill of health (whatever that may mean). Three doctor appointments and a dentist appointment yielded good news AND some nitrous aside. The nitrous episode…
When I left for these shores CPI sent the following witty email: She: Dear transient (but not homeless),Have a good trip to the “sunny and warm” wilds of CA. Me: You are so funny! Thank…