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assortment of ice cream cones laid out on parchment paper with various toppings, sticky like the fly paper of midlife crisis

I’m Stuck, You’re Stuck, We’re All Stuck, so…Let’s Go Get Ice Cream? 

Confession: I’ve been avoiding this blog. But it weighs on me—maybe not as heavily as an albatross, maybe more like a spunky crow, that squawks in my ear about how much money I paid to sustain this site, gives me ideas for posts, grunts that I’m not writing them, and if I’m writing them, that […]

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Lake among mountains where I camped on my 39th birthday

Taking Inspiration from the Mysterious Ways and Play of Ideas

I thought my idea was pretty clever. I knew it was impractical. And so when the older, retired lawyer cast a bemused, mildly exasperated glance over at his older, retired paralegal wife after I shared my idea with them, I wasn’t surprised. My idea was based on my experience on mountain summits. Unless I’m skiing,

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Neat rows of clocks all telling the same time

“Timing is Everything”: Some Considerations on Doing Things out of Sync

Table of Contents Socially appropriate timing Timing is everything, the old adage goes. Usually it’s applied to relationships and lucky breaks—stories of unrequited love might contain an element of the timing not being “right,” and lucky breaks often are attributed to fortuitous timing. But “timing” in these cases maybe isn’t the right word. The words

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Pie with sparklers, but what if the pie catches fire?

Ligaments, a Flaming Pie, and Grumpy Notecards: How “Legs to Stand On” Got Its Title

For sixty days starting in September 2022, I had a leg to stand on. A leg. One. My life winnowed down to the daily puzzle of how to accomplish basic tasks while on crutches, like entering and exiting my building before the heavy doors whacked me over, showering seated on a stool that advertised it could support

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