Tag Archives: existence

Even Help Is No Help

I wasn’t looking forward to Mother’s Day since no children were going to honor me and my own mother is long gone. My plan was to just suck it up and go out for an omelette. I forgot to factor … Continue reading

Posted in grief, love, Words | Tagged , , | 6 Comments

The Wisdom Of Lock-Up Extended Stay

I watched Lock-Up Extended Stay the other night for the first time in years, having dismissed it as too voyeuristic and depressing. Now, it seems to be full of existential wisdom. You can view the prison as a metaphor for … Continue reading

Posted in Art, Horrible Stuff | Tagged , , | 5 Comments

The Solace Of The World’s Ugliest Jeans

I’m watching the life feed from Ferguson tonight, like I did last night. Ebola is “vastly” worse than reported. tribal slaughter in Iraq and Syria, Israel vs Gaza,  Nigeria kidnappings, drones on Yemen, Robin Williams. Let us look to these … Continue reading

Posted in Fashion, grief, News | Tagged , | 15 Comments

Okay, I’m Sixty!

Now what?

Posted in Horrible Stuff | Tagged , | 26 Comments

The Unbearable Softness of Being

I went to see my psychiatrist when he returned from his three week vacation. Before I could make a peremptory statement about my hair, he said brightly: “New Hair!” He had no idea what I’ve been through, hair-wise. This is the … Continue reading

Posted in Disorders, Fashion | Tagged , , | 24 Comments

The Hermes Lady: A Sermon

First of all, that Hermes lady is fucking nuts about her photos. She doesn’t want her photos used to mock her. They are there for praise only! They are there for gloating, not for you internet people to copy and … Continue reading

Posted in Disorders, Religion | Tagged , , | 98 Comments

Effortless Chic!

This photo, for me, is the ultimate in street-style douche-girls. Is there a name for female douches? I’m sure she’s a very nice person in real life.   I’m just saying, the thing she projects to me is “Look! I’m a … Continue reading

Posted in Fashion, Rants | Tagged , , | 45 Comments

The Wisdom of Rumer Willis

I’m having trouble with Being Present. I find that whatever I’m doing, I’m somewhere else in my head. This isn’t good. It causes a lot of household problems, because I don’t remember what I started out to do. The only … Continue reading

Posted in Celebrities, Disorders | Tagged , , | 43 Comments

Waiting For Mr. Capote

Mr. Capote shares a room with Max and has the side with a window. It’s also the side with the television. I used to assume that the window side was reserved for V.I.P.’s (i.e., people with better insurance) but now … Continue reading

Posted in Horrible Stuff, Words | Tagged , , | 10 Comments

Being Alive

I came upon this essay today, and it reminded me to try to remember every so often that I am alive. It describes that shock of existential clarity when you suddenly experience your self in the moment. It’s such a … Continue reading

Posted in Religion, Words | Tagged , | 2 Comments