This Is Drivel

Category: daily drivel

  • power cycle

    I thought my tablet became an expensive brick the other day when the browser stopped working. I twiddled with the settings, but nothing I could think of would unlock it. “I can’t get this to work,” I said to My Darling B as I twiddled with it, thinking she might have hidden reserves of sophisticated… Read.

  • stuck in the past

    Awake at three-thirty this morning. I’m not sure which transition is more difficult: spring ahead, where the alarm clock wakes me up while I’m in a deep sleep so that I remain groggy through most of the morning, or falling back, where I wake up in the wee small hours of the morning and lie… Read.

  • oh dark thirty

    Okay, so driving to work in daylight again is kinda nice, I’ll concede that. Waking up at four in the morning still sucks, though. Read.

  • socked in

    Last night I slept with my socks on just to stay warm enough to sleep comfortably, so it’s officially winter, as far as I’m concerned. Either that, or I’m officially an old codger now. Maybe I should get tested. Read.

  • waxy

    In my dream, I could feel the earwax shift in my left ear, and I could tell that it was a lot of wax, because it blocked my ear enough to make the world seem just a bit more quiet. I was talking to someone, so I waited for them to be distracted by something,… Read.

  • ticking away

    I have these memories, dim now, that I once spend days doing whatever I wanted. Sometimes I’d do nothing more with them than lay flat on the bed and think about things for hours and hours. But now … I get up at five o’clock. This is so I can take my shower and shave… Read.

  • gesundheit

    I sneezed this morning and it’s like everything came apart in my head. Slobber, snot, maybe even some brains. I was oozing stuff that I didn’t know I could ooze. Took a little while and several sheets of Kleenex to wipe it all up. I just love it that we can share like this. Thanks. Read.

  • scruffy

    I got my hair cut. It’s not the hair cut I wanted, or even the hair cut I asked for. It’s the hair cut the barber thought I wanted. She saw a graying 55-year-old guy and thought I wanted to look like John Wayne just before cancer made him so haggard-looking that he stopped making… Read.

  • Fertile

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    On a beautiful day like today, nothing makes me quite as happy as realizing, as l stroll through the neighborhood and run out of fingers counting the number of people who are raking leaves, that I am never going to do that. I was going to add, not until they make it illegal, but when… Read.

  • Where are the ghosts?

    Some celebrity told a story on the radio this morning of the time he saw a ghost, a segment they introduced by asking rhetorically, “Are ghosts real? We’ll find out from so-and-so in a minute.” Um? No. We won’t. First of all because he’s an actor, not a spiritualist (DAMMIT, JIM!), but even more obviously… Read.

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