My wife says I have plumber’s butt. We’re in the kitchen. She’s applying a lotion that’s supposed to help with my lower back pain. I’m a drug man, myself. Every six hours I’ve been hitting the Ibuprofen and extra-strength Tylenol. “Better living through chemicals,” my dentist friend Dennis says. Better living through stretching my MD…More
Monthly Archives: December 2022
Help?–the smile test and the agony next door
“I’d like you to take a drink of water,” the nurse says. “From a straw.” I’m in the ER at West Bloomfield Henry Ford Health System. She hands me a styrofoam cup with a lid on it, a straw poking out. I’m good at this. I take a little sip, nod and smile. “Not a…More
Coming Soon
Among the many topics I explore in these essays, marriage is one I return to frequently. We’ve been together more than 45 years. It’s not always easy for her because I am a pest. She’s just so much fun to pester. And she so frequently says such funny stuff. The release date for And Now…More
What’s Not to Love–rare books and earthly love by night
When pleasures take you by surprise, they are so much sweeter. Last night we attended a lecture in the rare book room at the Oliveriani Museum in Pesaro. I was not prepared to enjoy it so much. Not one but two notable art history scholars spoke. The discourse was learned, the vocabulary was specialized, and…More