
It was the worst of times, it was the slightly less bad of times.
It was the age of Fauci, it was the age of Fox.
It was the epoch of distancing, it was the epoch of intimacy.
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It was the worst of times, it was the slightly less bad of times.
It was the age of Fauci, it was the age of Fox.
It was the epoch of distancing, it was the epoch of intimacy.
(more…)Earlier this week, we began construction on an addition to our house. Short term, it means a new office for me, and a sunroom and deck for the family. Middle-to-long term, it will help with resale when the time comes to move my little band of mischief-makers.
There are a lot of unknowns, unexpecteds, and uncontrollables.
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November was a blur involving too many activities, not enough time, ample boxes of tissues, and vats of Tylenol. Even I got some version of the man-flu, allowing me to become one with the couch while pondering my mortality.