Artists in obscurity, part I
True fact: you may, someday, be more renowned than Taylor Swift. Equally true fact: you may labor and love in obscurity for all of your days. Most factual fact: either way, you’re in good company.
Unsolved awesomeness
It would be a strange thing not to acknowledge that strange things are happening. Unsolved Mysteries has returned.* Tiger King now seems like ancient retro viewing (we were so young then!). Ordinary people are becoming opinionated experts in virology. And galumphing hordes of cats are getting adopted in strange and wondrous ways.
The tenderness of this very time
These Difficult Times have had their own strange tenderness. Let’s not lose it when we’re back to…whatever we’re going back to.
Your Tabby’s Place will come
We’re making it through the pestilence. We survived the murder hornets. Then the locusts came. The weeping cities and burning hearts. And now, as a treat, earthquakes, tropical storms, and, locally, hailstones the size of moons.
Traces beneath faces
Some of us smile like goofy goobers over 70% of the time. Some of us seem sober, somber or serious, but know peace like a river deep within. All of us are more than meets the eye.
The Lucinda cha-cha
Call the New York Times. I have a hot news tip. It seems not every day is going to be the same.
Arise! (at home)
I’ve been hemming and hawing over how much to talk about it here. You know, that thing. That pandemic.