Evidence of residence

I dread opening my eyes, only to see that the number of dead has risen higher and higher every time I look. More and more. Higher and higher. It’s numbing. My eyes are glazed and my brain is struggling to  [more...]

As I sat down in the living room just now with a lovely lunch salad of endive, greens, and radicchio, I realized that when my living room is clean and neat, it feels like a lobby. Maybe that’s because I’ve  [more...]

If you, like me, have a bottle of Aftershock that has been sitting on the shelf for 7 or 8 years, do not suddenly have 3 shots of it and assume that you’ll be fine in the morning.
Trust me.