Seeing as how I just bought an antique spool cabinet… And seeing as how there may (?) be a limit to the number of these things that any one person needs… I said to myself— I don’t need that. But Self was like – what? No. Erroneous. NOW WE CAN HAVE A COLLECTION. It was […]
After Paul carried in this antique spool cabinet, he stood back and looked around… He said – it’s getting to be like someone’s crazy great-aunt lives here. I nodded with satisfaction. Because it’s true— I am on my way. Also, let us be clear: a superior great-aunt who wears giant cocktail rings, enjoys martinis at […]
After I missed out on the urns/meaning of life… I was CONSUMED by loss. I have not been so bereft since Mark Markson moved to Florida when I was fourteen. It was MEANT TO BE; and then I never saw him again. It would seem that all life’s crushing blows come in the same format. […]