The vicissitudes of web mastering: People have been searching here for the phrase “a man will never leave a woman who.” This seems to be coming from publishing the blog post “Who are the man women will never leave.” But the whole thing troubles me. The truth is, at first brush I could only speculate […]
I was making coffee this morning and I was suddenly struck by this thought: how can there be good if there is no evil? This question of whether there is evil has been bothering me. I’m sure everyone knows about the initiative to frame discussions in terms of “my truth” and the idea that everyone’s
A few months back I reflected on this question: is being smart an advantage for dating? Rob Henderson has said that it is: I’m basically smart, aren’t you? You’re reading for fun, that makes me think that you’re above average in intelligence. Less intelligent people are watching videos. But is it possible: Being smart an
We stayed late at school tonight, Thursday, for conferences and I drove home in the dark. I mused over the fact that the custodian had told me snow was coming. I knew I needed to pull the basil out of the ground before it froze. And I remembered that the death of my father was
I have been considering this year sending a message to all and sundry which says Dear Family and Friends if you have a problem with something I have done could you please refrain from letting me know about it in a text message? Could you please be a Man/Woman/ Decline-to-State and call me up and
I have to admit I am incompletely satisfied with a post I just read on “what women want in a man.” Long, discursive, and ultimately unsatisfying to me, I wondered if the author had skirted the issue. Maybe what women want is not the issue. Maybe one needs to look at what women expect or
What is a normal person? According to Collins Dictionary, “a normal person has no serious physical or mental health problems.” But it’s so much more than that. Because there are so many things in which you could be normal. Or abnormal. Then there’s the fact that the question of what is a normal person is
What is the goal of life? As in, why are we here? I know, that’s a far piece from writing about my modest misadventures of a middle aged woman. But that, what is the goal of life, is what has been coming up for me this week. I don’t know why it suddenly started to
Does life have meaning? I used to think it was a slam dunk it did. But now in the middle of the night, as I stare at the computer, I am wondering. And then, suddenly, I am not lying: the dog, who is sitting behind me as he usually does, with no reason reaches out
I just got back from jogging two and a half miles. With the dogs. They are my running companions and without them running might not be possible. Because when there’s no human around to guilt you into running, a dog will do just fine. They jump up and stare at you the second you get
