28 January 2011

Stopping Is Part Of The Journey

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I can say with near-certainty that on this date at around this time, ten years ago, I was riding on rollers , which are a kind of treadmil...
24 January 2011

Yes, We're Guilty. Aren't We Always?

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I was "surfing" the radio when I heard the tail end of what seemed to be one of those talk shows geared toward white men who wan...
23 January 2011

Unemployed and Homeless LGBTs: How Many?

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The weather forecast is calling for the coldest night in six years.   I can recall that cold spell.  It was like that winter:  It was bruta...
20 January 2011

OK Now

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Yesterday I bumped into somebody I hadn't seen in about two years.  Suzanne and I used to work together; now she's working for hers...
19 January 2011

Along The Way

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The strange thing about goals is that, so often, when you reach them, they turn out not to be goals after all.  You realize that they were j...
16 January 2011

Third, Or Not Specified

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Lately I've read a couple of interesting gender-related stories.  One comes from Nepal , the other from Australia. In the conservativ...
07 January 2011

Eighteen Months

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Today is exactly a year and a half since my surgery.  It's hard to believe that it went by so quickly.   I haven't heard from my ...
02 January 2011

No New Year's Resolutions

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I've learned long ago not to make New Year's resolutions.  It has nothing to do with any fear of breaking them: Lady knows, I've...
31 December 2010

At The End of 2010: Leaving The Past, Again

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Nobody I know seems sorry that 2010 is ending.  I realized this tonight, when Mom, Dad and I were having dinner at the Mezza Luna restaurant...
30 December 2010

Lunch With My Mother And Her Friend

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When I was a teenager, I enjoyed the company of my mother's friends, especially two in particular.  Mrs. Orzel and Mrs. De Land were bot...
29 December 2010

What Would You Give Up To Get Out?

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Should someone's parole be predicated on her donating a kidney to her sister? That's what's happening in Mississippi.  The tw...
28 December 2010

Cycling Under A Sword of Damocles

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This is one way you know you're in The South (and I ain't talkin' about the Bronx): Between this bike/pedestrian path an...
27 December 2010

How Do You Do, Ma'am?

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This is the third time I have come to Florida to see my parents as Justine.  And it's my first visit since my surgery. Each of my firs...
25 December 2010

Carrying On

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I know, I haven't been writing much in this blog.  Part of the reason for that is the semester that just ended:  Over the last two weeks...
20 December 2010

The Sexes at The End of The Semester

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Well, I know one thing:  The end of the semester is basically the same sort of grind, whether you're male or female. Actually, there ...
19 December 2010

In The Book: Yesterday, And Before

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Last night I got six hours of sleep. That's about as much as I'd gotten during the whole week before.  Really. I think now of wha...
15 December 2010

Directives Growing

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Yesterday I told my brother that this time of year is, for those of us who teach in colleges and universities, like tax time is for accounta...
12 December 2010

He Had No Future; I Have No Past

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Not long ago, in the course of a conversation, I recalled something I hadn't thought about in a long time.  During my senior year in hig...
09 December 2010

December: Nights Growing

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The days are getting shorter and colder.  But my work days seem to be getting longer.  Perhaps that's just as well, for now.  At this ti...
08 December 2010

Seeing By The Light of Othello

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It's cold and I'm really tired.  Charlie curls up on me and falls alseep; I also find myself drifting off. It's that time in t...