Chairs: the Silent, Comfy Killer (and other scandalous forms of filler)
My wife and I are still old-school enough that we still have the newspaper delivered twice a week. The Sunday edition of the Indianapolis Star has grocery coupons, occasionally meaty stories of local...
View ArticleThe Spirit of Health Care Yet to Come (for me)
I can think of four or five things wrong with that sign. After five months without a chronic back-pain incident, I wake up this morning with slight, tender stiffness. Clock in at 7 a.m. Twenty minutes...
View ArticleNot My Favorite Writing Environment
Not my favorite bed. It’s that magical time again! Once or twice a year the recurring lower back pain that strikes when I least expect it chooses the worst possible time to come at me, ruin a few days,...
View ArticleThe Sweetest Gal in the E.R.
Though I’ve been wanting to try out the camera on my new phone in a variety of settings, photography testing wasn’t among my original plans for Wednesday night. My beloved wife Anne agreed to this...
View ArticleNot My Favorite Writing Environment
Not my favorite bed. It’s that magical time again! Once or twice a year the recurring lower back pain that strikes when I least expect it chooses the worst possible time to come at me, ruin a few days,...
View ArticleMy Diet Year: Our 2005 Road Trip Prelude
July 2004 at Lake Ontario vs. July 2005 at an Oklahoma overlook. Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover: in recent weeks we’ve been sharing the stories of our annual road trips that we undertook before...
View ArticleA Day in the Waiting Rooms
Last Friday we arrived at the hospital at 5:30 a.m. when the waiting room doors were supposed to open. The nurses were running a bit behind, leaving us waiting on the waiting room. While I paced back...
View ArticleMy Doggo, My Drug Buddy
Lucky in repose atop the only IKEA product in our entire house. Thankfully we were able to get his giant urine stain out of it. When drugs get a foothold in your household, they don’t always belong to...
View ArticleThe Interim Normal
This is basically how I imagine a lot of CEO workspaces look at the moment. For the past nineteen years my wife Anne and I have maintained firm boundaries between work and home. Home is our refuge from...
View ArticleForfending a Fearful Phase with a Fleeting Flashback to a Forgotten Fair Photo
Photo by one of Anne’s old schoolmates. Whenever you’re having the sort of week that might be more endurable if you could spend the rest of it under your bed and away from keyboards, it’s cool just to...
View ArticleUnder the Colonoscope
Jazz hands made the I.V. hole in my arm hurt, but you understand they had to be done. Previously on Midlife Crisis Crosssover: I’m 50 now, which means it’s time to do post-youth stuff from time to...
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