Monthly Archives: September 2016

Monday, September 12 to Monday, September 26, 2016

The awning across the street is being worked by the wind like the upper lip of an Audrey II puppet, and I’m feeling free-floating sadness. The original “realistic” object of my sadness is the fuzzy semiprofessional friendships that are characteristic of my pre-midlife, the attempts to connect that lead down blind alleys, the unkept promises of others […]

Monday, August 29 to Friday, September 9, 2016

I can thank my recent case of methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus for causing me to resume reading Howard Zinn’s A People’s History of the United States. Now that I can walk again, I’m making a routine of reading from the book as I complete a pass of Lake Merritt. Dodging geese, goose poop, and other circuiteerers, I read Zinn’s selection of source texts—quoting workers, […]