Tuesday, May 19, 2026

All the Days


The crickets and the rust-beetles scuttled among the nettles of the sage thicket. "Vámonos, amigos," he whispered, and threw the busted leather flintcraw over the loose weave of the saddlecock. And they rode on in the friscalating dusklight.

During the pandemic, (pardon the use of that tired phrase), with many people dealing with kids at home, or caretaker responsibilities, or the general polycrises of it all, my company gave everyone an extra day off each quarter. There was no obligation to show up, go to meetings, or do anything for anyone other than yourself. These quarterly, and more importantly, company-wide days off, were referred to as a Day for Me. Occasionally, like a lunar eclipse, one of these Days for Me would align with a pre-existing holiday, giving you a four-day weekend. A golden, obligatory, obligation-free number of days. Last week was one of those alignments.

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Saturday, May 16, 2026

The Merry Month of May

There’s a lot of birthdays this month. My oldest brother, his youngest son, and his oldest grandchild all have birthdays in May (yes, it does freak me out a little to refer to a brother having grandchildren). Three generations. It always gets me thinking of that A.C. Newman song “There Are Maybe Ten or Twelve…”.

“There are maybe ten or twelve things I could teach you. After that, well, I think you're on your own.”

This is something I often think about. What advice can I pass on to the younger generation? What do I know? Not much. But I know some things. 

  1. You can remove oil stains on your clothing with a sprinkle of talcum or corn starch.
  2. Less haste, more speed, or “Festina lente” in Latin. In fact, it was something my mother would always say when flubbing a small chore she was doing. Taking your time to do something right will be faster in the long run. It’s similar to “measure twice, cut once.” The next time you screw up cutting a piece of wood, you’ll get it. 
  3. Moisturize. I'm just a man embracing the reality that his skin is a large organ in need of maintenance.
  4. A drunken man’s words are the sober man’s thoughts, or “in vino veritas” in Latin (thank you, Pliny the Elder). If you have a friend who is an angry drunk, maybe keep your distance. On the other hand, if you’re drunken friend is honest and open, then you can probably tell them they are drinking too much. 
  5. ABC - Always Be Cleaning. If you are always tidying up and cleaning a little bit, then you’re never really cleaning that much. 
  6. Never say, “I told you so” (well, at least not to someone you love).
  7. Use it or lose it. Whether it’s your body, your strength, your words, your flexibility, or your love. If you let something atrophy, it is very hard to get back.
  8. The meaning of life? Be useful. Be happy. It’s as simple as that. No highfalutin philosophy. Leave the world a better place than you found it. By the way the trick for happiness isn’t finding it. Just be it. 
  9. Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional. You can’t avoid pain but you can decide how you react to it. Don’t choose suffering. Choose happiness. See number 8. 
  10. If you want French fries, get your own fries. 

There. I made it to ten. That's more things than I used to know, but fewer than A.C. Newman knew in that song. Knowing a couple of Latin phrases is handy because it makes such wisdom sound smarter (and I didn't hear Newman use any Latin). These may not change your life, but they are deep and eternal truths. At a time when truth is at such a premium, pay attention to the truths that have lasted a long time. If you’re only ten, then keep in mind I’ve lived more than five of your lifetimes, so pay attention. Being older doesn't make me smarter; it makes me wiser. That's what "being wiser" means: having had enough time to screw up again and again, and make note of where you went wrong. Oh, I have one more:
11. You don't write something down to remember it later; you do it to remember it now.

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Friday, May 15, 2026

My Inherent Vice


I miss my faraway looks.
Dear Sir,
It’s been mostly a pleasure living with you. You have never (severely) burned me. You gave me sustenance and warmth when I needed it and cool breezes whenever they could be found. You never gave me frostbite or ignored cuts or gashes. Oh, sure, there have been scrapes and stitches, but hey, life happens, and I’m here for it. In recent years, we've been through a bit of a ringer. Hives. Eczema. The dryness, the burning, and of course, the itching. You moisturized. You procured one of the most expensive pharmaceuticals imaginable. You've done your part. Mostly. You’ve worked your way through the deadly sins and had a good go at the heavenly virtues, but now, as a representative of your body, I’m here to tell you it’s time to sign off on your remaining indulgence. You never smoked. Good man. You gave up alcohol because it made you want to remove your skin with your own fingernails. Well done. Now that itchy and burning sensation has returned, so it’s time to say goodbye to your last vice. It’s been advised that you give up cannabis. Marijuana. Mary Jane. Of the family Cannabaceae. Weed. Dope. Pot. Flower. Chronic. Reefer. Herb. Ganja. OK, your go-to was the sweet and sour, sugary candy edibles (such a lightweight), and you used such low doses as to be known to your local retailer as “the guy who micro-doses,” but the end is near. The time is now. Stop taking THC, or you’ll never know a restful night or wakeful day again.
— your largest and most annoying organ,
Your Skin

I discovered something I’ve known for too long. I was too dependent on cannabis gummies to sleep. As a test, to see if this recreation was, in fact, causing my itchiness, I gave it up for six months. There seemed to be no connection. No worsening or improvement, so I indulged again. Here we are, two years on, and it appears there is a connection (or so scientists say). I guess a small regular dose took time to build up, and now it will take its time to abate. What's left?

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Saturday, May 09, 2026

The Best Things


The freedom of the open road is not taken on free bicycles.

They say the best things in life are free. Whoever they are. Unfortunately, they are incorrect. Sure, a hike, sunshine on your face, a nap in the shade are all free, but let's see how long you last walking around, basking in the sun without any clothes, shoes, or breakfast. Some things in life are free. The smell of a newborn: free. The smell of a newborn's diaper: also free. Are they the best things in life?

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Tuesday, May 05, 2026

Seen in April


The Orion spacecraft was a big thing on TV.

Another brief month with only a single film seen. This is becoming a pattern. It'd be fine if I was, I don't know, reading more, or learning to play a medieval instrument, but tis not the case.

David Sedaris
Massey Hall
One of America's most prolific and successful humorists, Sedaris got a late start as an author. He was in his mid-thirties working odd jobs when he was discovered by radio producer and host, Ira Glass. Within a few years, he published his first of a string of bestselling collections of essays. It was from Sedaris' writing that I first heard the term, "creative non-fiction," to describe his oeuvre. He weaves ideas and humour from anecdotes based on his own life. Part of his success is undoubtedly his live shows where he reads from past or current works, a bit like a touring Charles Dickens. His show is full of humour, which at times can be on the dark side, but also a tinge of bitterness or heartache. There's the beauty of it, and we were glad to witness it.

Artemis Il Mission
YouTube, Netflix
I'm too young to have seen the Apollo moon landing, but old enough to remember it being part of the zeitgeist. I'm also old enough to have seen that interest and fascination wane. The space program has faced the absurdity of conspiracists and the trials of dwindling funding but seemed re-energized by the Rover missions to Mars. Seeing the headline on the cover of a newspaper that "we" had landed on Mars is an enduring one for me. Now seeing four astronauts, including a Canadian, venture further from Earth than any human has before has again re-ignited our collective passion. Seeing the ease at which we could partake via streaming video belies the difficulty of the mission itself. Regrettably, just as NASA has achieved one of its greatest successes, we've never seen a more anti-science stance from an American administration, and the funding restrictions currently threatening the agency could effectively stall the momentum they've built.


Steve Carrell as Greg Russo.

Rooster S01
HBO, Crave
Steve Carell’s new show has him playing an author, Greg Russo, who writes a popular series of pulpy "beach reads" whose protagonist is named Rooster. Russo accepts the role of a visiting writer-in-residence at a small East Coast liberal arts college in a deal with the dean. The deal is to save Russo's daughter's job, who teaches there. So it's a sort of fish-out-of-water/workplace comedy (Russo's popular novels are generally looked down upon by other faculty). There are other complications, but let's just say Carell’s charm, the depth of the cast, and quality of the writing all make for an enjoyable show.


Alan Tudyk as Harry.

Resident Alien S01
Netflix
Alan Tudyk stars as Harry Vanderspeigle but also not Harry Vanderspeigle. Harry is simply the cover of an alien who has crashed on Earth during a mission. The alien stumbles into the human Harry's cabin, kills him, and takes his form and identity. Basically, it's like Mork & Mindy updated (even sharing a Colorado location - why does Colorado have all the luck?) as "Harry" tries to navigate complicated human relationships while trying to recover the missing equipment that would allow him to complete his mission. It's (mostly) harmless fun as Tudyk portrays the alien as an arrogant but clueless stranger in a strange land. It does occur to me that in the context of the popularity of Love on the Spectrum, that has introduced so many viewers to the variety of those on the autism spectrum, one wonders if this show had been made a few years later, how different it might have been. Meeting someone behaving oddly, people familiar with autism might kindly assume the individual was on the spectrum and accept him as such, but where's the fun in that?

Paul McCartney: Man on the Run
Prime Video
As previously said, I'm too "young" to have been around when the Beatles were at their greatest fame, but old enough to constantly hear their music. I also recall the odd slights and derision of Paul McCartney's follow-up act, Wings. It was odd because I could see adults lightly brushing off a band that was also remarkably popular. Plenty of the band's songs were on the radio constantly, including the simple but classic “ Mull of Kintyre.” Seeing this movie about those early years following the demise of the Beatles makes a compelling companion piece to the 10-hour documentary, “ Get Back.” We see McCartney struggle, stumble, and succeed, and the importance of Linda and his kids in his finding his way back to the stage. The documentary is almost entirely told through home movies and family photos. It helps if you want to tell the story of a famous musician if they are married to a talented and accomplished photographer. It's that intimacy that makes this film worth seeing.

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Friday, April 24, 2026

Our American Problem


Trying to contemplate this from a respectful distance.

In 1990, I worked and lived in the Netherlands during a summer internship, and something interesting struck me. The strange polarities of European thought and opinions of America and Americans. On one hand, Americans were bourgeois boors without healthcare or grace. On the other hand, American chutzpah, military might, and knowhow not only helped defeat Fascism but also helped rebuild and reimagine Europe through the post-war period. Hollywood was denigrated while American moviemaking was venerated. American politics were reviled, but American authors and artists were revered. The idea of America’s self-important exceptionalism was something to be mocked while Americans as individuals were well thought of. It was totally fine pretending to be a cowboy wearing American blue jeans, while listening to American rock ‘n’ roll and jazz while crapping on American kitsch. Initially, I thought it was hypocritical but later appreciated that you can enjoy some aspects of a culture while recognizing the stuff that isn’t so good. American jazz, Wayfarer sunglasses: good. American flag speedos: bad. America’s Jim Crow South: bad. Americans landing on the moon: good. American military might to destabilize geopolitical norms: not so good.  American military might used to secure peace: good. America is not the best. Not in rates of literacy, child mortality, health care, income inequality, personal safety, freedom of speech, democracy, or life expectancy. Yet the idea of America is a pretty good one. Then I read this from Robert Reich:

Dear allies of America, please don’t confuse our president with us.
—Robert Reich

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