Dolly Parton died, and damnit, why? Today, the day after she died, I put on the important songs for my first hour class to listen to. My assistant and I talked about how great she was, after he had reminded me about “Islands in the Stream,” which I can’t believe I forgot. It was day […]
Read More Eagle When She FliesI mention to the barista that I have to go back to school tomorrow. “I used to work at a school. First I was a preschool teacher, and then I was a janitor. I found whole apples stuck in the toilets.” Thus the summer came to an end. I chose Hawaiian coffee, because the sound […]
Read More Fish Were JumpingHere’s how I feel about theater: Of the arts, ingesting books and paintings is important, but ingesting theater is also very important. Today I drove up to an improv theater where my yoga teacher has regularly performed, without me in the audience. (Sorry.) Now, I’ve done this before, paid for and showed up for what […]
Read More Tragedy Plus TimeLast time I went to Abilene, I cried. This was an accomplishment. Middle aged me can rarely cry. This time, I had a panic attack over a grilled cheese sandwich. Ha! In the Eisenhower chapel, the famous couple is buried along with their child who died long before they did. I sat and read about […]
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