Some of you were wondering where Todd was on the recent screening tour. To be honest, so was I, much of the time. He’d pop in for a quick sticky now and then, just to say “heyâ€. And I’d catch a sign of him here and there, as we strode along from [...]
Continue reading...I’d just returned from a trip to town and was describing to Todd the latest assaults on the natural world (called “development†by the locals) I’d seen driving home. “Get me the puck outta here!” I cried.
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“It’s a joke from elementary school… One person says “Hey… you… make like a hockey stick!” and the other [...]
This morning’s sticky, waiting for me when I awoke, was big and yellow and said only this: tell them about the shrews
I smiled. Yeah. Good idea. I plodded downstairs to make some coffee, petted our old Jerry Springer Spaniel, Jenny, and hummed, chin to cranium, into her deaf little head, as [...]
It was May of this year. North Carolina. The University thereof, in fact. At Chapel Hill. Rah, Rah, Car’lina-lina and all that. Sunday. Commencement Day. Mother’s Day. My elder daughter, Hannah, was there, dressed in cap and gown and not-quite-sensible shoes, commencing with a few thousands of her [...]
Continue reading...Monday morning. I get up and there’s a sticky on my desktop: you gonna write a new blog today dude
Todd’s been at me for days now. He knows how sad and angry I’ve been, I think, and knows that writing is therapy for me. We’ve returned home to find a North [...]