Like most sensitive and interesting people, before I was twenty-two, I had got me to a therapist. I was not getting out of bed, and sticky with unhappiness about the end of my growing-up love affair, and I was ready to have someone talk some sense to me. She said, “If you don’t want to […]
Read More Even GroundThe week before Michael Jackson died, I bought “Say Say Say” from iTunes. To be honest, this was a coincidence: I was in a cheesy-former-Beatles mood, and not on a Michael Jackson bender. However, I have all my life felt obligated to turn Michael Jackson jokes around with, “Okay, but he made some great dance […]
Read More Death Becomes HimLast week’s gospel was: render unto Caesar what is Caesar’s, render unto God what is God’s. I was definitely having rendering problems. Render, in case you weren’t sure, means “to give what is due or owed.” I possessed, each week, seven days and do the math, you know, a lot of hours, and I somehow […]
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