Friday, July 30, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Today's Top Story
I met Fred at a support group in San Francisco in late 1998 or early '99, when he and I were rookie members of Club ALS. Shortly thereafter, we both moved back to the East Coast to be nearer to family and friends. Although I never saw Fred again, we stayed in touch by email, bonded by politics, sexual orientation, and of course ALS. As the years passed and we both progressed, I took great comfort in knowing that he was still around.
Thanks to Dan.
Sweet Caroline
It's so nice having an aide who's thoughtful, sensitive, and professional; who's reliable and prompt, even in apocalyptic weather; who's always cheerful, never sullen; who tidies up instead of sitting around texting and watching TV shows in which everyone's screaming; who never asks to be paid early or in cash; who doesn't talk or sing to Jesus or quiz me about my religious views; and who wouldn't dream of asking "who's the man and who's the woman" in my relationship.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Overheard in the Holler
On a late-evening walk a couple of days ago, Dan was convinced he saw a fox run across our path, even though both dogs and I somehow missed it.
Me: I always wondered what it would look like when it finally came.
Dan: When what came?
Me: The crazy.
Me: I always wondered what it would look like when it finally came.
Dan: When what came?
Me: The crazy.
Hell on Wheels
My dad pedaled slowly and safely around the block, doing his best to reassure me that bikes are fun and they are not dangerous satan beasts that want all of my blood.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
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