Music
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We could use a little music, hm?
This morning I was dusting my computer keyboard with a cloth, pressing pretty hard on the keys, which opened up several apps at the same time. (“Apps.” They’re those things we used to call programs.) One of them was iTunes. My whole library of music started playing. I hadn’t listened to some of the songs… Continue reading
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Memories
These days it’s hard to find a breath of fresh air in the midst of the suffocating, soul-sucking black cloud that engulfs us all 24-7; namely, Donald Trump and his syndicate of grifters, ghouls and goofballs. Between lung cancer and Trump-drama, good things sometimes get buried in my worry pile. I savor all the bright… Continue reading
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PTSD
Hey there. It’s been a while. My latest scans (September) were clear. Again. Another 3-month reprieve. I’m clear a year after my last chemo, 18 months after diagnosis. Not notable by lung cancer survival statistics, but considering I didn’t think I’d be around at all, it’s somethin’. I’m doing very well, aside from the pesky… Continue reading
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Dancing
This post has nothing to do with anything, just a particularly sweet memory that surfaced today. And since I got nothin’ else you want to hear about — unless you want to hear about the setbacks and side effects of cancer (and I assure you, it’s always something gross or annoying, if not possibly life… Continue reading
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Vay-cay
Remember when I said I thought I was about to get my ass kicked? Well, I managed to ditch ’em with a few fake-out maneuvers. For now. But it won’t be long before they catch up and prolly mad as hell, too. But that’s another day. You learn to be happy with one day at… Continue reading
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Thank you, Mr. Riley B. King
It was hard to choose a favorite from B. B. King’s incredible music to mark his passing. So, I chose this one because I like to picture some 3-year old in a car seat, gliding down the road with his mama and listening to this for the first time. He will look down and find… Continue reading
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Afternoon Music
There are many versions of this gorgeous song. Frank Sinatra’s is one of my favorites, as is Barbra Streisand’s. And, of course, Judi Collins. I chose this one by Judi Dench because she played Desiree in the London production of A Little Night Music, and I think it best conveys the meaning and feeling of… Continue reading
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Door-ty dancing
I have lots of rhythm. Lots. More than most white people. Dancing came naturally to me. Continue reading
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Mondegreens and elephants
“..memories and elephants are playin’ in the band.” All these years I’ve been singing that lyric to CCR’s, “Looking Out My Back Door.” Continue reading
About Me
This blog started out as letters to my dog maizie but devolved into meaningless observations from a half-deaf cancer alumnus introvert navigating the noise you other people make.
DEARMAIZIE 