“Woe to that land that’s governed by a child.” (Richard III, act 2, sc.3, l.11.) “I feel like I’m waiting on something that’s not going to happen.” (Janet Fitch, author of White Oleander) “I hate that I’m still hoping.” (unknown) I was searching for quotes about the insurrection of January 6th, about government, about politics,Continue reading “X marks the spot”
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Rage
Some days I feel like this…smoldering under the surface, molten deep down. Waiting. Maintaining. Isolating. Waiting for what, i wonder. Waiting to escape the confines of the cauldron, waiting to erupt, waiting to experience the world? I don’t know. I wish I did. All I know is that inches from that bubbling foundry of allContinue reading “Rage”
Here we go, yo
It’s a dank and chilly day here. I have a heat pump in my apartment, so when the heat is on at a reasonable temperature (at least for me), it blows cool air. Feels like the air conditioner is on. If I turn up the thermostat, the air blows warm, but candles begin to meltContinue reading “Here we go, yo”
Really sad news
I won’t be able to sleep tonight for worrying about this guy. Tempted to make a Whole Foods run and drive up to his detention center with a care package. Not. Not talkin’ so big and bad now, is he? Being that nuts must make for some long days.
Rebels with a cause
Still reflecting on the events in D.C. on the Epiphany (Catholic roots are showing – sue me). January 6th, at least in Catholic tradition, is the day when three kings from the East (the Orient) made their way to visit the newly born Jesus Christ, still in the humble manger outside Bethlehem. They made anContinue reading “Rebels with a cause”
Look away, Dixieland!
Just gotta say…of all the images floating around from the January 6th debacle in at the U.S. Capitol, the one that brought up the most visceral response for me was… Sickening. The symbols and icons parading around with these zombies were not lost on the Jewish community, either. Take a look at this, from JewishContinue reading “Look away, Dixieland!”
The beat goes on
When i wake up these days, i stumble to worship at the altar of the porcelain goddess. (There is some meditation involved in this ritual, and once or twice I have fallen asleep, but I digress). After this exercise, I travel the inestimably long path to the kitchen, where the blessed elixir of life awaits.Continue reading “The beat goes on”
I don’t know, and neither do you
So, here we go. Or more accurately, here I go (what’s this “we” stuff?). People have been nudging me for years to start a blog…but i still don’t know exactly what a blog does, or how it’s different from me prattling on FaceBook or even Twitter. Yeah, I get the character limit thing in Twitter,Continue reading “I don’t know, and neither do you”
And another thing…
. In my first post, I forgot to say why I named this “The Sound Hole”. The sound hole is the round hole on the front of a guitar that allows sound from the strings to be directed out into the air. I have one on the front of my face, too, and well, youContinue reading “And another thing…”
And then, there’s the dog
I love dogs. More than people most days. I believe myself to be a dog in spirit, a canine who walks upright on two legs, has a driver’s license, and a credit card. Loyal to the extreme, subject to immediate and maximum emotional output, simple but complicated, hard to read, and often annoyingly loving. Needy.Continue reading “And then, there’s the dog”
The Sound Hole 