Body Of Work
I thought about writing an autobiography once. I had a good chuckle with myself, thinking it was not only a self-indulgent vanity to think anyone would care about my life story while, on the...
Beauty In Chaos
If such a thing existed as a self-portrait of internal brain function, mine must surely be this image. I took this picture about a year ago and have come back to it quite a...
Cross-Species Teambuilding
This is not a puppy story; now that Miss Alice has her own account, email address, and identity, she is hard at work on her next diary. It is a Hermit Chronicle derived partly...
Snoozin’ On The Deck
If you have never seen the movie "Turner & Hooch," you may not "get" this reference, but I am presently in the midst of a writer's crisis, which is to say that there's something...
Love, Life & Patchwork Quilts
If I've done my job well enough here, the title alone should make you scratch your head, wondering just where the fuck I'm headed with this piece. Good. Regular visitors here know well enough,...
Paperboy Prattle
I think I have made it clear that I am not a morning person, not terribly fond of the entire human race until I've had coffee, and... Like the Reese's commercials... "Not sorry."I happily...
“Fucking Vermin”: For The Love Of Hatred
Yes, I strategically placed an F-bomb in the title precisely because I'm hoping to draw everyone's attention to a species-wide crisis that, especially at this time of year, should be getting better instead of...
The Straight Path Of Of The Circle
Don't you love self-contradictory expressions? I have publicly said several times that I have had a lifelong fascination with words and letters. All the ways they can be put together or scrambled about, like...
The Counsel Of Cats
It will come as no surprise, Hermit that I am, that I spend Thanksgiving by myself, in the company of my cats and my computer. There is always a place where someone's table is...
