I recently watched the televised tipping of a single domino whose toppling triggered one of those mesmerizing extended clickity-clickity chain reactions. I thought to myself, “It took some extremely patient guy with extremely steady hands eighteen hours to set his dominoes in place, only to see them reduced to rubble in under three minutes.” ManyContinue reading “Dominoes, Pigs, Vacuums & Providence — Musings, Mutterings & Meditations on Wound Care”
Are you sure the Chapter One you just read was really a Chapter?
My sister’s friend is anticipating the birth of his first child. She asked me to think of bits of advice for first time fathers — humorous or serious — which, along with others’ bits of advice, would be used in some suitably embarrassing way against this rookery rookie. I reluctantly contributed, because although I amContinue reading “Hepsibah, Burpton and Me — Reluctant Patriarchal Advice”
In tomorrow’s WheeledWords post to do with Fathering (no more hints), a list therein makes two particular points — one directly, other implicitly — about the art of yelling. Rachel Macy Stafford, author of Hands Free Mama, in “The Important Thing About Yelling” (http://huff.to/1driO2c), bests my winsome attempts, getting right to the point: [Yelling] shutsContinue reading “Sharing: The Important Thing About Yelling”
“[Commas] are a pestilence. They must be stopped.”
Empathy or Sympathy? What’s the difference? Aren’t they the same? Perhaps you’re resolved to be more of one or the other in the coming New Year. On Diffen.com (diffen.com/difference/Empathy_vs_Sympathy), Empathy is defined as understanding what others are feeling because you have experienced it yourself or can put yourself in their shoes. Sympathy, as acknowledging anotherContinue reading “Sharing: The Power Of Empathy, Animated”
Have been spending a few weeks off the clock. First class accommodations at County General and a nearby skilled step down facility where a strategically placed skin graft takes hold and I become acquainted with my surgical bonus colostomy. Yay! Aaaany-hooo . . . It’d been a while — a long while, actually — sinceContinue reading “Scalp Treatment”
Most days, after undergoing a very involved morning routine that begins at 7:30 AM and ends at about 9 AM, whose details will remain undescribed, I roll into my executive handicapped bathroom to brush my hair, shave with my Norelco electric razor, and brush my teeth. Having acclimated to the calibrated use of Coumadin toContinue reading “Stink Eye”
Sharing . . . Enjoy.
He explained he wasn’t real sure how the tradition began, but over the years, while enjoying all the commercial glam of Christmas, he and his sisters took especially great pleasure in giving one mean gift at Christmas. Dianne loathed pork rinds, and Sue’s gag reflex took over at the mere mention of mushrooms. He hadContinue reading “A Charles’ Dickie Christmas”