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Mild lovin’ on Love Burn

Burning Man, Stories big and smallMarch 17, 2018977Views 0Likes 0Comments

I went to Love Burn, a pseudo-Burning Man regional event in Miami, this past weekend. The event had never called to me before, and I was on the fence about it this year. But then the date (Jan 25-29) was right after a big milestone in managing my dad's estate, and I thought, What the heck.…

My 2017. A year of yawns … a year of surprises

Stories big and smallFebruary 19, 20181KViews 0Likes 0Comments

Of late, I’ve taken to writing annual update letters. Here’s the one I wrote for this year. So how was this past year for me? At first glance, I thought, Eh, it was fine. I mean, my life, overall, is pretty good because my head, heart, mind and soul are in a pretty good place. I’m…

Uber Chronicles book interview with Andrea Coventry

My books ... and bitsFebruary 10, 20181KViews 0Likes 0Comments

What was the inspiration behind this book? I think most people get into grooves (or ruts) in their lives about where they go, who they call a friend, places they shop, hobbies they do. Driving for Uber is an amazing way to see, first hand, people’s lives beyond one’s normal paths. Uber takes you, as a…

A life, my father’s

MemoriesFebruary 6, 2018803Views 0Likes 0Comments

Well, how do you like them apples? After an afternoon peppered with beyond-frustrating experiences trying to get my deceased father's Verizon accounts squared up (including numerous calls that ended up in voicemail-option loophole-hell, being shuttled around to who knows how many people at Verizon, and being told that some mystery account can't be accessed unless…

One more day

NatureFebruary 1, 20181KViews 0Likes 0Comments

I've come to understand I'm a seasonal person, and I have a seasonal personality. Today, as I attempt to keep at bay a fatigue that's making me want to buckle at the knees, I remembered that it's February 1st, the last day before February 2 and a time many cultures/peoples celebrate as the beginning of spring. I…

Two little birds

SynchronicitiesDecember 23, 2017873Views 0Likes 0Comments

I was at the little blue house (the LBH, that's what my siblings and I call my dads' home) much of today. Some folks came by to pick up some claimed bookshelves. We hung out a bit, and then another friend came by. And then I did yet another round of clearing out some stuff…

Supported

ExperiencesDecember 16, 20171KViews 0Likes 0Comments

Incredibly weepy this morning when I was helping my mom put up her Christmas tree today. Not like I have lots of sweet, easily recalled, Hollywood-like memories of my dad at Christmas. (My dad was around though not very present.) It was more like a visceral deepening of the understanding that Never Again Will I…

Thankful

MemoriesNovember 23, 2017866Views 0Likes 0Comments

Today was the day. It made the most sense. My sister was in town from the Bay Area; it was an easy day for my brother to come into Columbia; and, well, it just made sense, being a holiday, a holy day and all. Earlier today, in an incredibly casual, yet equally sincere, ceremony (of sorts), my…

My dad died

ExperiencesOctober 31, 2017121Views 0Likes 0Comments

Yeah, my dad died. Wow, was that ever a surprise. I mean, I knew and could see he was rapidly becoming more frail and winded, and I knew for as much as he wanted to live independently, those days were starting to become numbered. The surprise was in the depth of experience in his death… how I…

A true gentleman

ExperiencesOctober 30, 20171KViews 0Likes 0Comments

There is a gentle man who comes through the neighborhood where I live. He does this each year, in the fall, like clockwork, offering to clean leaves out of gutters and to do minor patches on roofs. His prices are quite reasonable, and I have used his service often, as has my mother. Physically, this…

He’s got a gal

My books ... and bitsOctober 10, 20171KViews 0Likes 0Comments

One of my Uber Chronicles stories. Next up, I’m wandering through a mess of a mall parking lot trying to find my rider. My GPS is telling me to turn right, now left, then left again, oops, rerouting, now right. Finally, I text the guy. Can you give me a landmark, please? He’s…

It’s his America-versary

Stories big and smallOctober 8, 20172KViews 0Likes 0Comments

An Uber Chronicles story He calls. He asks me to come to the front of the building and tells me that GPS will take me to the back parking lot, which is exactly where I am when he calls and gives me this information. He works in the building next to where I was working earlier today.…