January 8, 2025

Battleship, duck edition.

 

November 22, 2024

I started reading Gaza-born poet Mosab Abu Toha's first book, Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear, last night. It has some striking things in it. The long lead-off poem, "Palestine A-Z," is wonderful. This shorter piece also struck me:

ON A STARLESS NIGHT

On a starless night,
I toss and turn.
The earth shakes, and
I fall out of bed.
I look out my window. The house
next door no longer
stands. It's lying like an old carpet
on the floor of the earth,
trampled by missiles, fat slippers
flying off legless feet.
I never knew my neighbors still had that small TV,
that the old painting still hung on their walls,
that their cat had kittens.

October 27, 2024

I just found out (was reminded) that today is the sixth anniversary of the Tree of Life shooting in Pittsburgh. I remember the day well: it was a beautiful sunny fall day, much like today was. I worked that day, but went to Squirrel Hill for the vigil that night. When hate comes to your city.

 

October 20, 2024

 

When you're finally COVID negative but still convalescing, you go for comfort food, to wit, lasagna and mom's chicken soup.

October 18, 2024

The vibe on Greenguysland today is phat.

 

August 12, 2024

I'm just gonna say it: chocolate chip cookies are definitive proof that there is intelligent life in the universe.

August 11, 2024

In an interview just now on NBC, the coach of the U.S. women's soccer team, who came on with just eight training sessions before the Olympics began, cited the team's emotional intelligence first among the keys to their success. I just love that. 💕