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To Harry
Dear Harry: I cannot commit to you if you continue to hide, like the Klingons, behind a cloaking device. You allude to a possible connection we may have had years ago — or perhaps not. Choose to read my blog or not, that’s up to you; write comments if you want — I can’t protect myself from that; or play Edmund Dantes, the Count of Monte Cristo with me. In any case I have no patience for anonymity. The door is opened to you.
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Four Phone Calls on Monday Morning
These calls were long distance to persons I have never met in person — strangers who came into my life and had the capacity to shit on it. I told one I didn’t appreciate a letter threatening that a lien would be served on me if I could not pay –clearly a preemptive strike just in case I did not pay. American capitalism. By the end of the call I had calmly, dispassionately delivered my anger and had the secretary agreeing with me that it was all unnecessary and that the bill itself was exorbitant. That went fairly well. The…
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I Wish Tomorrow Was Over With, But That Is Cheating
Combine Apocalytpo, Gibson’s continuing fascination with sadism and the Coen brothers A Serious Man , into a mortar and pestle and grind vigorously and you may have a taste of what I thought I had passed through when a glimmer of good news came through. However, tomorrow is the day in which I am finally tested; I’m being cryptic about the situation but that is my private side. All this Sunday I wrote and edited and diddled around at the computer but frying on my brainpan was the egg of misery. Tomorrow I must hunker in and make two or…
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I Really Don’t Want to Write Anything
Of late because of external problems exploding into our home, I have to deal, once again, with fear. The fear is grounded, of course, about an expenditure of money that I do not have. However, internally I feel that the old, often ancient measures I used to deal with fear are in place once again. It is an armoring that causes me to assume the guise of a castle under siege. I have no control over the causes of this fear but I can only deal with how I respond to all this. I will wait until the other shoe falls…