Musings

A few days ago, I had to put my beloved dog, Jackson Browne, to sleep. I'm writing about it, as I do everything important to me, and will post something…

The objects of our desire Some of you may have read my first essay on this revived/new blog, posted April 1, called “A Toilet Paper Confession.” After it was posted,…

The other day I taught an online class for the seminary I attended—the Chaplaincy Institute in Berkeley, California—which has shifted all of its classes online, like every other higher education…

I have been thinking about Beth lately. Beth was my neighbor in the Berkeley hills for a few years in the mid-2000s. She was, in a way, my first hospice…

Definition of distraction: (1) a thing that prevents someone from giving full attention to something else. “The woman found COVID-19 a distraction from her domestic duties.” Similar: diversion, interruption, disturbance,…

Life goes on. That glib trope we all seem to spout occasionally, usually after expounding upon the vicissitudes of life, seemed an appropriate title for this blog, given the threat…

I was first tapped to do professional work on a computer as a graduate assistant in the journalism program at University of North Texas in 1980. I walked into the…

One of the effects of sheltering in place, as most of us must do these days, is that our day-to-day routines—which we barely even notice most of the time—disappear into…

I was driving east on Agua Fria in Santa Fe, having passed Osage Avenue, when I made the decision. I was going to have a piece of that coconut cake…