Monthly Archives: March 2018

I thought I should own up to it; maybe start a rumor or two to enhance my career. In France, a few years ago, the President at the time was embarrassed to be caught on the back of a moped … Continue reading →

The bad news is that after a biopsy following the latest surgery, cells found, that were thought not to be cancerous, are. The good news is that they’re not invasive. They’re cells who sort of took a wrong turn somewhere … Continue reading →

The best thing about surgery is the little socks with treads on the bottom that they give you in pre-op. I collect them and so have several pairs. I’m wearing some now. I only wish they came in different colors … Continue reading →

Last night I dreamed the people I cared for the most had vanished and, worse, that a couple of them had sided with whatever dark thing was stalking me. I seldom remember my dreams, but this one left me unsettled. … Continue reading →

Music has always been a part of my life. My grandfather wrote operas; my uncle was a celebrated concert pianist; my sister Isabelle is perhaps the best known composer of children’s operas, though she’s written film scores and symphonies as … Continue reading →

Is there anything sadder than an aging man abusing himself five or six times a day, alone in his cold and dark ap—. Oh my God! No, not that, you bunch of disgusting perverts! Get your minds out of the … Continue reading →