Stroll around the grounds

Should they be lucky enough to get there, everyone must address midlife.  Rodger’s midlife was enormously complicated by being obliged to care for a dying parent.  But most of our midlives are already complicated to begin with.  You have spent twenty or twenty-five adult years constructing, maintaining, and polishing an ego, often wrapped up in [...]

7/8ths living

Joseph here again.  Letting all know: part two of the photo essay The New Homeless featuring this site’s writer, Rodger Jacobs, and companion Lela Michael is up at the Las Vegas Sun. The first thing to note is that when one is displaced these days and without a car, one gets something more than a [...]

Hello.

This is not Rodger Jacobs. Rodger’s fine and I’ve not put him anywhere.  As far as I know, neither has anyone else. The author of this post is the guy in Rodger’s commentariat you may already know as Joseph. I have stepped in as a guest blogger here while Rodger and Lela deal with words [...]

Trace and the Ghost of Maigret

Trace and Lisa were watching a recording of a French television movie adaptation of a Georges Simenon Inspector Maigret novel. It was just after 10:30 in the evening, bedtime for Lisa and the beginning of another restless night for Trace. Trace grabbed the remote control off the coffee table and paused the movie. “That’s what [...]

Ulysses

A Ulysses S. Grant finger puppet presided over the pencil cup on Trace’s small student desk, protruding from the eraser end of a Number Two pencil, bookending a set of reference volumes within arm’s reach of the laptop computer. The reference books were as follows: a two-volume set of the Funk and Wagnall’s Standard Desk [...]