Carmine
CARMINE I long for the tender softness of your lips entwined with mine.
Writings
The Stars Like Dust
THE STARS LIKE DUST A Tribute To MattMan The stars twinkled in the smog-freed sky over Brentwood, L.A. Seducing the Demons lurking in the pills you took to make you happy. Like Humpty Dumpty you had a great fall when you blew out your colon, and survived, to live another day or six, or ten….
Thursday Thoughts — Research
What I will say about the techniques of research in this newsletter apply to virtually any medical/health condition. I will use the condition Fibromyalgia to illustrate how to do research. Those folks who have met me or known me over the last twenty five years probably would be surprised to know that my first schooling after …
The Folly of Planning
THE FOLLY OF PLANNING Recently when talking about my travel plans to several different people I concluded with, “But who the fuck knows what will happen?” I finally listened to myself, “who the fuck knows …” And, those words rattled around in my brain. Nagging me. I began to think, “Well if no one knows…
No Matter Where WE Go …. There WE Are
NO MATTER WHERE WE GO … THERE WE ARE We take us, all of us, wherever we go. All the parts, the sorrows, the triumphs, the warts, the beauty marks, all in. The parts make us whole. And, the holes in the parts yearn to be filled. So, we fill them with stuff, stuffing the…
The COVID Crazies 3
THE COVID CRAZIES 3 My days blend, merge, blur, one into the other. Tomorrow feels like today. Today feels like last year. I plummet into the ennui, mindlessness, of Netflix streaming a concoction of confections designed to numb my brain and supposedly heal the pain of lacking hugs, kisses, touch, from others not just touching…
The COVID Crazies Too
THE COVID CRAZIES TOO I’ve got the Lock Down, Crack Down, Smack Down, Blues.
The COVID Crazies
THE COVID CRAZIES I am crazy like a loon. I feel my freedom eroding like the banks of a rain swollen river. Yet I have the freedom to be anything I choose, anywhere I choose, and do anything I choose. But the push me, pull me now I can, now I can’t, of these restrictions…
My COVID-19 Adventure
A great big shout out to the Caring * Competent * Dedicated professionals of Alberta Health Services. Saturday morning (May 2, 2020) I had conflicting symptoms. Was it seasonal allergies? Was it seasonal flu? Was it COVID-19? After toughing it out into the afternoon — what else would a German/Scots-Irish/Norwegian mutt do — I…