Author Archives: Kelly
“To blave” means to bluff
Well, 2016 happened. For me, personally, it was not a terrible year. Sure, I was diagnosed with another c. diff infection (my 3rd – woo, hat trick!), and have spent the last few months reasonably stressed out about things both good and … Continue reading
I still have a mouth and a throat and a voice
I posted this on facebook this morning as I’m still dealing with the shock of it all. I wanted to put this here too. In the past I’ve been afraid of putting myself out there too much online in a … Continue reading
This Past Weekend, My Brain Exploded with Joy
I was sitting on the ground in front of the most perfect dance performance to David Bowie’s Underground by a Rogue in a live action Dungeons and Dragons interactive nerdstravaganza. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed that hard in my … Continue reading
“We need a plaque for the trophy”*
Well, I’ve got c. diff again. I have no idea how long I’ve had it for. I have no idea what caused it this time (maybe those antibiotics I took for bronchitis back in February?!). We almost didn’t even catch … Continue reading
Stand-er Things
A couple weeks ago, a friend recommended I check out Stranger Things, and I proceeded to blow through the 8 seriously-why-are-there-only-eight episodes twice in the space of a week. It hit me in practically every nostalgic squee that I had, particularly all … Continue reading
Smoke or Nausea
Getting older is full of all kinds of small unfairnesses. Since I had a weird lung cold at the beginning of the year that gave me what felt like an ongoing asthma attack for about a month, I decided that … Continue reading
Less Dirt, More Seawater
You know what’s a great song? The Rain Song, by Led Zeppelin. You know what’s also great? Then She Did by Jane’s Addiction. * * * I find myself often at a loss for what to write about on his blog … Continue reading
“Who invented time?”
Just sent off two grad school friends back to the airport and New York this morning. We drank. We watched Star Wars and then spent two days arguing about it. And about music. And science. And lots of other things … Continue reading
::POOF:: Catharsis.
Last year, my therapist had me read a book. It had an appropriately schmaltzy self-help type title, and involved a lot of scenarios about people who had a hard time feeling appropriate emotions for the situations they were in. I remember … Continue reading
Book of Faces and Other Fables
I decided six weeks ago that I was going to stop using Facebook every day. There was something about it lately that whenever I would go on there I would come away feeling anxious and sad. I couldn’t put a finger on … Continue reading
