On Conversations and Connections

(Written Saturday, August 30, 2008, 9:30pm) Ah, yes. Texarkana. IHOP. So I’m sitting here wondering why I’m sitting here. I think I missed what I was supposed to do. Like I stayed at the house too long. Like I was supposed to call old friends and visit. But why visit? No news to report! That’s …

Fam on the Lam, and the Van That Moves the Fam Mam

So my mother is moving out of her shack (known in Austin as a “cozy bungalo”) and into my sister’s house. Hoorah for her! After three some-odd years of languish, she’ll be able to enjoy the benefits of the technological wonders of plumbing, running water, and central air. Good for her! She’ll be helping out …

Thanksgiving Ruminations from Texarkana

(written on Thursday, 11/24/2005 23:58:55. Thanksgiving day.) So of course the high that I’ve been experiencing the whole week would end like a car crash this morning. I got the sleep I’ve been missing, but due to the cold, the uncomfortable “bed”, and my nieces, nephew, and sister, the sleep I got wasn’t worth much, …

The Trip Home, Trip to Ouachita

(written on Wednesday, 11/23/2005 10:33:39 PM) Whirlwind. Past 24 hours. Past week. It’s Thanksgiving holiday, my first trip home since Easter, and I’ve been going and going. Since my convalescence this past weekend, I’ve been running on some kind of edge. I’ve noticed it. Alertness. Awakeness, even in the lack of sleep. It’s all the …