Thursday Sleeve o’ Freon

The best part of physical therapy is icing down afterward. They have this pro football rig that pumps coolant through a sleeve wrapped around your leg, chilling your sore muscles and ligaments while giving you a massage, alternately squeezing and relaxing. Heavenly!

Days drag between twice weekly outpatient physical therapy sessions. I do knee bending […]

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Friday Bag o’ Outrage

Up & at ’em. Shave, shower, walk the dog, give the blog a goose before grocery shopping with Donna. Tuesday morning I’m having a skin cancer removed from the end of my nose. The nurse at the dermatologist’s office says the procedure will probably include a skin graft, which means my entire head will be […]

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Friday Bag o’ Remorse

Remorse, yes; major-sin remorse, no. More like mild feelings of guilt for neglecting the blog, and you, my reader. I knew this would happen when I took on a competing writing task, my memoir, which creeps along in the background, one painfully-extracted sentence at a time.

The day before yesterday I sent out a Paulgram […]

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Also, Too, It’s NaNoWriMo

My niece Rebecca takes National Novel Writing Month seriously. I think the world of her, so I’m taking it seriously too. She sent a Google Doc link to her work in progress. I reciprocated with a link to mine, a chapter of a planned memoir. I was happy with it when I finished it a […]

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Friday Bag o’ Bloggage

With Hurricane Harvey due to strike a heavily-populated part of the Texas Gulf Coast later tonight, potentially dumping rain that will be measured in feet, not inches, it’ll be interesting to see what manner of leadership this White House is capable of.

Has it struck anyone else that while Trump constantly lays into the New […]

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Wednesday Bag o’ Moto

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The motorcycle trip my son and I have been planning has undergone a metamorphosis. Gregory’s been looking for a motorcycle, and now he’s found The One: a 2014 BMW K1600 GL (that’s it on the left). It’s in San Luis Obispo, California.

The plan now is for me to drive […]

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While the Cat’s Away, the Mice Will … Miss Her?

Last day. Donna gets in at 3:40. The doggies and I will be at the airport to pick her up. I had thought she was coming home yesterday. When I blocked out her away days on the computer calendar I shorted the trip by a day, and it wasn’t until double-checking the arrival time before […]

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Friday Bag o’ Solitude

Donna’s been visiting family in California since the 12th. She returns on the 25th, next Tuesday. I’m over the hump now. Today, Friday, is the last long day with nothing on my schedule. Saturday morning I’m going for a short bicycle ride with friends; Sunday a longer ride with local Hash House Harriers; Monday of […]

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