DECEMBER 22, 2014 8:42AM

Lost and Found

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Over the course of our lives, friends come and go. We change, they change; bonds which connected us break or slowly dissolve. Most of the friends of our lives fade into the distance of memory, and the longer we are separated, the greater the distance.

Reconnecting with…or even encounterRead full post »

DECEMBER 18, 2014 7:42AM

A Matter of Distance

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The continual volcanic eruption which is my mind is forever spewing out chunks of thought. Usually, there are so many of them that I can't concentrate on any particular one as they fall around me like rain. However, a random thought will frequently score a direct hit and remain with meRead full post »

DECEMBER 15, 2014 7:27AM


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“Cliffhangers” are a time-honored tradition of luring an audience back for the next episode of a series. It all stems from the one of the original movie serials, The Perils of Pauline in 1914 in which each 12-to-15-minute episode ended in the heroine’s being placed in deadlyRead full post »

DECEMBER 11, 2014 7:37AM

Logic and Fun


I really enjoy a good, rousing everything-blowing-up-and-falling-down-and-people-running-around-in-total-panic/confusion “end of the world as we know it" disaster film, or an imagination-stretching outer-space yarn outer-space yarn—as long as everything ends on a note of hope. I coRead full post »

DECEMBER 8, 2014 7:52AM

"I Hear the Mermen Singing..."

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We can’t change reality, but we can change our perception of it. I’ve been doing it since I was a child and it has served me very well. Our bodies are bound by the laws of physics and time and we are allRead full post »

DECEMBER 4, 2014 7:15AM

Mantras and Acorns


Odd how something can be sitting quietly in some dimly-lit and dusty corner of your mind for years without giving it a conscious thought. It wasn't until this morning that I was conscious of a word my mind had been repeating in the softest of whispers for I don't know howRead full post »

DECEMBER 1, 2014 7:44AM

The Doll House

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I frequently start these blogs with only a general idea of a theme, and just let my fingers take over without much conscious direction. This one is a bit different in that I am not sure what approach to take with it. Writing of memories is always a slippery slope, threateningRead full post »

NOVEMBER 27, 2014 7:56AM


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What? You know what "thanatophobia" means and you're still here? And what the hell are we talking about death for today? It’s Thanksgiving! Could there possibly be two less compatible topics? But the fact is that the greatest thing we can possibly give thanks for today and every day is&hRead full post »

NOVEMBER 24, 2014 7:49AM

Moments and Times


Each of us has indelible memories of events in our life which stand apart from all the others, and which shape and mold not only how we view the world, but who we are as individual human beings.

I was thinking today of the moments and times in my life thatRead full post »

NOVEMBER 20, 2014 7:30AM

Rules to Live By

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I am nothing if not a strict adherent to the set of rules I have painstakingly established for myself throughout my life. I fully acknowledge they may not work for everyone, but they are my rules applicable only to myself.

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NOVEMBER 17, 2014 7:43AM

Stranger in a Strange Land


I was born to a long line of heterosexuals, going back to Adam and Eve. I was raised and nurtured by heterosexuals whom I loved deeply, and have lived among heterosexuals every day of my life. And yet I have never understood them, or felt I really belonged in their world—understandable,Read full post »

NOVEMBER 13, 2014 7:45AM

The Learning Curve


I know, I know, I too often despair (and one of the things about which I despair most is the mounting evidence that I'm turning into a grumpy old man), but let's face it…there's a lot to despair about.

Remember courtesy? Good, old-fashioned common courtesy? "Thank you" and "You're welcoRead full post »

NOVEMBER 10, 2014 7:47AM

Cassandra and Me


I’ve always been fascinated by Greek mythology and identify strongly with some of it. I find the parallels between the prophetess Cassandra and myself, for example, to be downright eerie. Consider the uncanny similarities between us: Cassandra was the daughter of Priam, kinRead full post »

NOVEMBER 6, 2014 7:52AM

Remembering the Future


My mind is nothing if not...uh..."untethered," and it far-too-frequently just wanders off from the path I've chosen for it. Such is the case today.

When I lived in L.A. and was with my partner, Ray, whenever we'd go out where there were jostling mobs of people, Ray would grab the backRead full post »

NOVEMBER 3, 2014 7:35AM

Beyond Understanding

UnderstandingPlease believe me when I say I sincerely do not understand how I have survived this long in a world that is all but incomprehensible to me. Technology. People. Instruction manuals. Myself.  All are and have always been great mysteries to me. Just when I think I might be getting a han… Read full post »
OCTOBER 30, 2014 7:26AM

Commercially Speaking


I love TV commercials. One of my current favorites is, "Tell your doctor if you've been to a place where certain fungal infections are common." Like I'd know?

And I'm impressed by the number of commercials--I see at least a dozen every night--that say, "Ask your doctor if (whatever) is rightRead full post »

OCTOBER 27, 2014 7:53AM

Little Boxes


I am a hoarder of memories. I keep them all in little boxes stored in a special Closet of Time in the attic of my mind. I carefully pack the good/happy memories in sturdy boxes wrapped in  special mental wrapping paper tied with bows, the elaborateness of the paper and bowsRead full post »

OCTOBER 23, 2014 7:44AM

Ursula's World


I've long ago given up wondering what triggers my thoughts and memories, but for some reason I found myself thinking of my friend Ursula. I'd never in my life met anyone like her before, nor have I since. And doubt I ever shall again.

I met Ursula while I was livingRead full post »

OCTOBER 20, 2014 7:44AM

When "Then" Was "Now"


Every now and then I like to go back to the letters I wrote to my parents so very, very long ago, when I was a wide-eyed kid stepping out into the big world for the first time as a sailor aboard the aircraft carrier USS Ticonderoga. I consider it aRead full post »

OCTOBER 16, 2014 7:44AM

The Bouncing Ball


While it is unlikely that you are of a sufficient age to remember when movie theaters, as part of their programs, would include an assortment of "short subjects" along with the feature film. "Sing Alongs", in which the audience was encouraged to...well, sing along with some well known old songRead full post »

OCTOBER 13, 2014 7:53AM

The Sound of Laughter

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Laughter is one of the greatest gifts bestowed on humankind. And while certain other animal are capable of it, laughter is part and parcel of what makes us human. The sound of laughter is often associated with our warmest memories. (A teacher onceRead full post »

OCTOBER 9, 2014 7:43AM

Ah, If Ye Only Knew....

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While I don't often presume to speak for others, I think I'm on safe ground here by making an exception and speaking not only for myself but for every other writer I've had the pleasure of knowing over the years. 

This blog was prompted by a totally-unexpected e-mail I received fromRead full post »

OCTOBER 6, 2014 7:26AM



Each human life is an hourglass filled with a specific number of seconds/minutes/hours/days/years, and I, for one, am excruciatingly aware of each one that passes from the top of the glass to the bottom. Since they are numbered, they are precious, and the waste of a single one of them is… Read full post »

OCTOBER 2, 2014 8:01AM

The Gourmet Chef

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I know, I know, I've regaled you with heart-rending tales of my inability to eat like normal people and my incredible bravery and nobility in dealing with this challenge. But this does not prevent me from being a superb cook...I may be so immodest as to say "chef". I've frequently consideredRead full post »

SEPTEMBER 29, 2014 7:37AM

Of a certain age


I bought my first house in 1968, in Los Angeles, when I was 33 years old. My parents had to cosign for it because, as hard as it is to believe, at that time banks would not give home loans to single men. Up until that point, I had either livedRead full post »