I smelled a homeless person before I saw her; the pungent scent reminded me of an old farmhouse, maybe a barnyard – and so my associations at first were pleasant – until a funk began to grow – the sweet smell of decay; the smell of a human unable to wash. (My mother’s words f...
01.04.25- In the Year 2025, if Man is Still Alive, What Things May This Way Come? David Haggith According to Gallop, fears of the future are running high, yet many MAGA Americans see this as year of hope at last. On New Year’s Eve, The Daily Doom ran a story about Americans ...
And then there was the coffee. She and my dad make half-caf, so when I visit, I always have to bring my own high-powered coffee. For the past couple of years, she had taken to grabbing my coffee, cup after cup every morning, and “doctoring it up” the way she likes: lots of...
Terry, who is my age, says he found himself in a similar musical rut during the pandemic, when new releases slowed and live shows essentially stopped. But when the pandemic ended, he started going to concerts regularly again, and he’s discovered a lot of bands he likes by showing ...