A butterfly trapped in a spider’s web

One of my co-workers died the night before Thanksgiving. That would have been sad enough. But what pushes this news into the tragic is that she wasn't some wizened old librarian. She wasn't someone who had been lucky enough to accumulate many decades. She wasn't someone who was at the end of a good, long…

Anniversaries and missed deadlines

This is post number 52. Which, had things gone according to plan, should have been published two months ago. But nothing seems to go according to plan for me these days, and that's not necessarily a bad thing. When I started my blog, I'd hoped to average about a post a week, if not more. I didn't…

“It’s so precious to me…”

I have a few blog posts in the works that should technically come first, but this one just can't wait. I spent last night at a JD McPherson show. It's the first time I've seen them at all since September of 2016, when they opened for Lucius at a few shows in Massachusetts. It's the…

Two halves of the same coin

I'm not saying this to elicit sympathy or anything - it's a simple statement of fact - but I don't have many friends. I never have. I'll probably elaborate more on this in the future, but for now it's sufficient for you to know that my social circle is small and has been for as…