selective memories

I have a bum leg. Actually, it’s a bum foot.
A motorcycle accident inĀ  ‘79 banged up my right side pretty good. 1979 was not a year of a lot of doctors or self care for the jodi. It got better, but now and then it still acts up. My foot swells, or I can’t feel [...]

apples and oranges

Sometimes I just need a warm and cozy corner to chill between hot dates. New York City in the winter is pretty short on warm and cozy corners unless I want to spend cold cash, which I’m short on lately.
I had a list of appointments and things that needed doing. I did thing #1 and [...]

job hunting AC/BC

Gone are the days of picking up a paper or picking a pocket. Everything from job hunting to theft is online now. Sometimes, it’s hard to tell one from the other.