Dave’s Diaries: Life, writing and more

  • A pandemic diary: Sex and violence and then some

    July 29, 2020 Six feet apart beats six feet under. Apart: Good. Under: BAD. Repeat until you’re saying it in your sleep. Want to liven up a Zoom call? Say, “Raise your hand if you’re wearing pants!” Those who reject masks, vaccines, and science should be required to wear tinfoil on their heads at all… Read more

  • A pandemic diary: Falling dominoes

    A pandemic diary: Falling dominoes

    July 22, 2020 My shoulder hurts again. Dammit. It’ll be fine for several days, then stab me with no warning. This time, all I did was reach around to scratch my other shoulder, and it pulled too much or stretched too far. The pain flares out from the joint, up the side of my neck,… Read more

  • A pandemic diary: New nightmares and old memories

    A pandemic diary: New nightmares and old memories

    July 17, 2020 So far, the flood of new cases hasn’t affected the way my wife and I live. We wash our hands religiously (not just at Christmas and Easter), stay home for days on end, and when we go out we wear masks, like we have all along. We’re sure as hell not letting… Read more

  • A pandemic diary: Independence

    A pandemic diary: Independence

    July 7, 2020 You had the perfect Fourth. Everything was great – the beach, the weather, the fireworks, and most of all, just hanging out and being normal again. You’d almost gotten used to the six-foot bullshit, and the mask when you absolutely had to, but no more. From now on you’re free. Just like… Read more

  • A pandemic diary: Take me to your leader (if you can find one)

    A pandemic diary: Take me to your leader (if you can find one)

    June 30, 2020 I hope everyone who reads this wears a mask, but if you don’t mind looking a bit like a ’50s sci-fi spaceman, there’s another option: a face shield. I’ve been giving one a shakedown cruise for the last few weeks and plan to stick with it. I decided to try it because… Read more

  • A pandemic diary: I didn’t say I told you so, but…

    A pandemic diary: I didn’t say I told you so, but…

    June 17, 2020 Because my wife and I used to own a beach home in Florida, I’m keeping a close and worried watch on the pandemic there, especially the deluge that started when the state reopened. Doctors, scientists, everyone with a few active brain cells warned it was too soon. Now they’re setting records for… Read more