There’s nothing like junk TV when there’s not much else you can do besides lay on the couch, lay on the bed, slump in a chair, then stand up and drag your feet over to the couch to lay there again. Some nasty upper respiratory thing held me captive for two weeks, and the educated part of my brain decided [...]

I hate lists.
But last weekend, I saw this online, and thought it would be a cool idea to actually write down all these things I want to do, places I want to go to, people I’d like to meet.
I want to believe that the act of putting everything on “paper” might actually impel me to take the next step. But [...]

Today I saw a rerun of “Mad About You.” I suddenly remembered a time some years ago when that show was supposed to be the five-year projection of my life. I was Jamie, and I knew who my … Paul was. (I almost couldn’t remember his name. The character, not my guy.)
Anyway. It just popped in my head [...]