I am in here.
The dog is outside, barking at the deer, and at nothing in particular. She’s afraid of the deer; if they come too close, she won’t bark at all. She has a good memory for other animals. One morning, a year or so ago, she ran outside in the morning to find a raccoon snacking on … Continue reading nighttime
Now the dog and I sit peacefully watching one of the Discovery channels, not having bought the beef tenderloin, and sincerely (still) refusing to get into the Holiday Mess. The point of it is to have fun with your family and friends, right? To celebrate a culturally important time. Sometimes I wonder what it’s like, … Continue reading a hidden industry
Fortunately, in a few hours, National Novel-Writing Month will be over, in as far as I can make out. I have strictly ignored it. I write poems, so the month for me to pay attention to comes in the springtime. So what did you all ignore during the month of November? “Practically everyone in New … Continue reading nonanowrimo
The meeting ended on an excellent note, and I am home again, and have dosed the cat and patted the dog and hugged the kid. And now I must readjust to the normal speed of light and life after a day and a half of continuous meetings with a couple of interruptions for shabbat prayers … Continue reading excellent day
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