This year of 2019 has been an interesting one. Many historical moments. Many head-scratching moments. Many moments when reality was way wackier and perplexing than any television show out there. If time travel is somehow possible, I do hope someone travels back to our current time and hands […]
I had a rather long day where, at times, I found myself in situations that seemed determined to push the incredulity button. Or it is boundaries? Whatever. Either way ine writes about them, they were absurd. It was as if I were in the midst of of Ionescu […]
There was a period of time, when I was young, in which it seemed I was headed towards a career in holography. I wasn’t a STEM student, although I was labeled as gifted. Yet, holograms were part of my thought considerations. There were times when it appeared that […]
The other day a new friend, a colleague, was driving me from the airport and we had to cross a bridge. She hesitated in her speech, looking flustered. She then revved up the car. She turned to me and noted she hated bridges. Rather, she hated driving […]
Touching but not hugging I just returned from a business trip where I must have exchanged over 100 hugs. It was hug central. Which is what happens when you attend a conference for a field where everybody knows everybody and you are all supposedly overflowing with compassion. Note […]
See ya next sorrow Disappeared, you have No words to share or goodbyes See ya next sorrow
Kicking it old-school style gratitude Every morning on my way in to work I pass a huge billboard that says “gratitude.” I have not quite bothered to figure out what the billboard is trying to sell -I recognize that sounds a bit jaded-but the phrase has been on […]
Today was surreal. And I had no cocktails to mitigate its disquieting reality. I truly need to learn to carry a flask around.
What does our Graffiti say about the state of being? What are the options for those that remain on the margins of society? What can we all do to help lessen the anger and help build up a community? We were all supposed to be in it with […]
Zsa Zsa Gabor once said, “I call everyone ‘Darling’ because I can’t remember their name”. More likely she had a paid assistant to remember them for her, so there was little point in wasting those brain cells of hers on storing such pedestrian information. Would that I could […]
