December 15, 2020 It means very little in the big scheme of things, but my wife and I have had to postpone something we'd been looking forward to: a visit to Florida. We'd planned to head down to Cape Coral, far enough south to have balmy winters yet only a day's drive from Atlanta. It's… Continue reading A pandemic diary: All roads lead nowhere
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A pandemic diary: Fear and loathing and more loathing
November 21, 2020 Thanksgiving my ass. Square one and ground zero is where we are, for the third bloody time. We've ridden the roller coaster of pain and poverty, death and despair for nine months, but there's no delivery, no blessed event in sight. As I've written before, my wife and I are among the… Continue reading A pandemic diary: Fear and loathing and more loathing
A pandemic diary: It’s five o’clock somewhere!
October 22, 2020 It's Thursday afternoon and the pandemic has got you down. You need a break from the loop of bad news, a slice of normalcy, a little fun. If any of that sounds familiar, go to Facebook or Instagram at 6:00 p.m. Eastern for, "It's 5 O'Clock Somewhere: A Musical Social From a… Continue reading A pandemic diary: It’s five o’clock somewhere!
A pandemic diary: Take a load
September 5, 2020 When you're staying home on Labor Day weekend with no football, it helps to have music, the kind that resonates in the heart, that's steered you through tough times before. I've been switching between the now-virtual Detroit Jazz Festival, where I've gone in person three times, and the wild party on WWOZ,… Continue reading A pandemic diary: Take a load
A pandemic diary: My new short story
September 1, 2020 While this blog keeps me busy and helps me cope with the pandemic, I also write fiction. I recently turned out a story called "High Tide," which is about the virus, beaches, life, and most of all, love. It's just been published by the Dead Mule School of Southern Literature. Click on… Continue reading A pandemic diary: My new short story
A pandemic diary: Change and perseverance
August 27, 2020 I was sitting in traffic the other day when a dragonfly dropped out of the sky right in front of the windshield. It hovered like a Blackhawk, wings beating impossibly fast, before zipping away out of sight; their average speed is about ten miles an hour but they can get up to… Continue reading A pandemic diary: Change and perseverance