A Troll At Sea

[...] cease loving your mother, or being profoundly grateful for her love and patience and humor. Twenty-five years is a long time, and roots grow deep in the course of them. The Goat and I may manage to [...]

[...] putting Isis' needs over his, which seemed a little over the top. It is true that twenty-five years will tend to trump two most of the time, no matter how wonderful the two have been. [...]

[...] . It must have been hard to sit and watch: despite all her best efforts to retroactively deny twenty-five years of belonging together, those years rose right over those efforts and put everything in a [...]

[...] simple. Isis has invited one of her Canadian cousins to come visit on Monday, and since my Favorite Daughter doesn't often get to see her or her family, she wants to stay and enjoy the visit. Never [...]

[...] never know it from the way I've been running on recently... I had a long talk with my Favorite Daughter on the drive back to her mother's house [and it seems quite incredible to me that I [...]

[...] ? God help us all. I went and saw "UP" again this evening, after dinner with the Favorite Daughter. I still laughed out loud. And what I really love is the way Pixar stories are constructed [...]

[...] friendly, normal conversation with me. However, when I swung by to pick up the Favorite Daughter, she and Isis were loading a half-size refrigerator onto the top of the cellar stairs. [...]

[...] bottle of wine, good cheese, and, usually, a great meal. We have been known to take some herbal supplement and some strenuous exercise before starting dinner prep--OK, that's pretty much the standard [...]

[...] And then some, even without the herbal supplement or wall-banging sex this time. We were staying at my mother's, and our room was right under [...]

[...] I do too, but at the time I was definitely being what Betty Macdonald called “a Big Saddo.” I went back to my lonely dorm room and read a book—thank God I had brought one! I [...]

[...] ;thar" four days in a row and turn into what my hero Betty MacDonald called "a Big Saddo." What really gets me down is that most weeks I don't spend any two consecutive [...]

[...] to know where MY hunky 32-year old bear was. My boss kept telling me about all these "cute guys" but the ones she thought "cute" were more often than not more feminine than I [...]

[...] to say that it can't be as good as "Coraline" in the 3D department, but it is a Pixar movie, and I'm really going for all the non-3D elements, anyway. Then it's back to the Big [...]

I went back for my 35th college reunion a couple of weeks ago, and it was a very odd experience. Those in the know, and in the cash flow, stayed on th [...]

I realize that the last time I ran posts about having “Second Thoughts,” I was quoting advice from www.gayhealth.com [not around any more, and wha [...]

[...] My old buddy Bigg [now at Bigg on Life, click here] posted a wonderful contemplative piece about the feeling of [...]