My annual intimacy with a woman, your marriage might be next, some errands, and one for the team…

I had my annual physical this morning, which I’ve been dreading for several months now. I got the usual cadre of annual physical checks starting with lab work, which I’d fasted for 12 hours in preparation for, and as always, I asked that an HIV test be included. The phlebotomist seemed like she was “in training”—which is … Read more

Reading; sleeping; fasting; and dollars, but no cents…

I am proceeding nicely through Anna Karenina and finding it surprisingly accessible, which may have something to do with the fact that the translators, Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky, of the version I’m reading won the Pen/Book-of-the-Month Club Translation Prize for their work. 60 pages down, 757 to go. Who’s counting? The ongoing State budget … Read more

Buscapdes, some meetings (and some not), meeting a neighbor, and dancing…

Wednesday’s buscapade: There was a lady on the bus this morning of whom I’ve spoken before, but not enough to name. The most notable thing about her is that she’s one of those people who speaks very loudly, which being the ubiquitous bus attribute that it is, doesn’t exactly single her out to you, I’m … Read more

Buscapades, an affirming lunch, pork chops on the grill, and dancing…

This morning’s buscapade evoked two thoughts: There’s no eating, smoking, drinking, or profanity on the CAT bus. Frances Conroy‘s character Ruth Fisher on HBO’s Six Feet Under, “Language!” A man got on the bus on his cell phone, taking a seat maybe two rows behind me. He was in the midst of heated (read: screaming) discussion … Read more

Fat punishment, a couple of buscapdes, Twitter in IT communications, and a long, long nap…

The updated State Employees Health Plan has been announced, and as is a surprise to no one, everything is more expensive for the next fiscal year—higher premiums, higher co-pays, and less coverage. With that said, there was one announcement that I’m quite ambivalent about: “Starting in 2011, you will be penalized for being the fat … Read more

Some James Baldwin essays, an afternoon of meetings, and dancing…

In a reverse of yesterday, today all three of my meetings were in the afternoon instead of the morning. I had lunch at Sadlack’s Heroes, and was once again served their delicious veggie wrap by my friend David. While there, sitting outside in the glorious sun on one of their picnic tables waiting for the … Read more

Morning about downtown, some renowned wieners, a Sophie’s choice for dad, and Norma Jean poops…

I spent about an hour-and-a-half at the Morning Times Cafe this morning—my first time there. I parked at Flex and intended to take the R-Line over, but just as I got out of my car, the bus went by. So, even though it was raining, I walked over, which was good exercise and not half bad … Read more