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Fancy Steak Dinners
This weekend is the Super Bowl, where teams of grown men in tight Lycra knickerbockers bump into each other on a lawn trying to get a “foot” ball with their hands to the edge of the opposing team’s side of the grass, which is known as the end zone and features a gigantic fork stuck…
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Eavesdropping
Right now, everyone who sits at my table in the dining room is sick. There’s a bug going around. I had it last week. So, sitting at a table that seats four alone, I found myself eavesdropping on the conversation at the table next to me which, believe it or not, in an LGBTQ+ assisted…
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If you don’t have your health, what do you have?
Say what you will about George W. Bush, and I have said plenty, but in 2003 he started the United States President’s Emergency Plan For AIDS Relief, better known as PEPFAR. It was the largest global health program focused on a single disease in the history of the world until the COVID-19 pandemic, and as…
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Sexy Saturday
In the spate of executive orders signed by the new President of the United States this week, one stood out to me. Well, two did. I think it is asinine to say you’re going to remove violent criminals from our streets, and then grant pardons to over 1500 people, some of whom are violent criminals…
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Finding Sunlight in Darkness
This morning I read a press release about the “scrubbing” of LGBTQ+ resources and information from government websites by the new administration in Washington DC, and it felt like something I should write about. I even thought of a way to write about it: pointing out how the administration’s efforts are an attempt to “erase”…
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Hiking in the Verdugos
You might think I’m going to write about what happened in the United States of America yesterday, how the day was nothing more than an orgy of grievance, bold-faced lies, xenophobia, Nazi salutes, score-settling, and false bravado. But I’m not. Because January 20th is a very significant day for me. Two years ago, on January…
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The Canadian Plan
As we brace ourselves for four more years of racist white supremacists like Stephen Miller, a man who always looks like he just ate a baby, occupying senior un-elected positions in the White House advising the man we did elect in probably the greatest act of self-harm imaginable for our country in its history, our…
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My technicolor brain
I have always had a fascination, bordering on an obsession, with the French poet Arthur Rimbaud. When we speak of a poet, a novelist, a songwriter, or even a philosopher, we look to their early days for clues, for the seeds that germinated and sprang forth into what he or she is known for. One…
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What do you do for fun?
I want to tell you about this new hobby I’ve discovered. It’s LIVE webcams. First, a little background. One of our Stonewall Gardens’ residents, who is relatively new, found herself sitting at my table in the dining room recently, and struck up a friendly conversation. As a veteran, with nine years under my belt here,…
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Time Will Tell
Ever since I was old enough to think thoughts deeper than “I want a candy bar,” I have had this very unscientific, wholly subjective feeling (notion, inkling) that most things, on the whole, are just getting better. And nowhere is that more obvious than the area of medicine. As early as 1592, parish officials in…
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