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Back in the Saddle?

Apart from a few small forays, I haven't done any serious biking for almost 35 years. Merry has had trouble with her feet lately but discovered she could ride without trouble. A further discovery that her bike was too small prompted purchase of a bike that fits properly. That was a hint that perhaps mine (borrowed from my daughter last year and then stolen from her backyard) also wasn't quite right, as the...

Almost Out of the Woods

Got my seconds shot for COVID-19 inoculation (Pfizer) at Roswell Park, Merry and her father getting theirs in Henrietta soon. We've done our best to stay out of crowds most of the time this last year and may have saved a few extra lives in the process. I just have not been on my game the last few weeks. A lot of web projects paying the bills lately, but almost no progress in writing. I gave up the notion of the...

The Next Generation

Some of our best conversations throuhgout the years have been in the car. Just before seeing my daughter's new apartment, we talked about her exploration of various spiritual traditions, not just philosophically, but in practice. I told her I had two things to say to that: first, that there are many pitfalls along such paths; secondly, I've been waiting 30 years to have this conversation. We had both explored...

The Final Month

Turned the last month-page of my "Cats in Space, with Food" wall calendar. I am definitely yelling "Jumanji!" at the end of December 31st. Apart from the stress of new plots of sedition almost every day since the election, and millions of people who flat-out lost their minds over everything from wearing masks and protest conspiracies to voter fraud fantasies and vaccine misinformation, our house is sad tonight....

A Very Long Year

Dinner with friends on the back deck Friday -- Mer and I, cousin George, Jeff and Mike. It was a soothing evening with perfect weather between some seriously hot days recently and suddenly cold ones. Topped it off with just Jeff and us two with an episode of "Lower Decks". That's the way I'd like to remember the Summer -- by that one evening. We live in the living room again, as the remodeling is done. Very...

Staying Home; A Place Gone

We've sequestered ourselves for the most part for several weeks now. I'm used to working from home, and it's kinda neat not having anywhere to be for long periods. Merry loves staying at home, and with the right equipment on the way, will be able to do some of her job from here. I've been busy. Clients suddenly have time to pay attention to their online presence (or need to take advantage of it) more than usual....

Another December

Around the anniversary of my Father's death last year, I saw him in a dream again. Not sure if it was a message, but one interpretation is that he is moving on, and we may catch up down the road later on. Another lifetime perhaps. Images of Dunkirk prompted me to finally visit the ancestral cemetery. We planted various artificial poinsettias on the usual graves. Only after did it occur to me to I could have asked...

The ‘C’ Word

As a treat to myself on the occasion turning 50, I (more recently) had my first colonoscopy. I was more worried about the prep than anything, but it was much smoother than I expected. I won't dread another, at least not much. I drank clear, cherry-flavored, magnesium citrate, which was like a really salty liquid cough drop. I actually like super-sweet wines described by others as cough syrup, so it wasn't too bad....

Heavy Lyfting

Last night I got a ride request from the Casino downtown for St. Bonaventure (in Olean, over 50 miles away). No problem. On the way back, I was hoping to find a rider to take me back to Buffalo to not make use the gas mileage on my own dime. Instead, I did get a hit in Ellicottville for a local ride (about 3.90 in my pocket). I decided to grab a donut at Tim Horton's to assuage my guilt for using their restroom,...