Last week I was having dinner with six of my friends – all of them, to one degree or other, hip or at least hipish. I mentioned that I saw The Sessions, the recently released film starring Helen Hunt and John Hawkes. I was fired-up about the film and I wanted to discuss it. Specifically, […]
Continue Reading... Comments Off on sex, surrogacy and supper: the movie the sessions, part 1In September I started teaching a journalism class at the county jail here in Austin. The homework assignment I left the students with before Thanksgiving was to write a review of something they experienced either in jail or in their past: a TV show, a movie, a concert. I gave them five minutes of class […]
Continue Reading... Comments Off on thanksgiving in jailI woke up this morning smiling. It was the first morning in three days that I didn’t have either searing pain behind my right eye or nausea. I took the dog for a walk with a sizable bounce in my step. I ate breakfast and after breakfast I took a shower and, as I towel-dried […]
Continue Reading... Comments Off on living with chronic pain – someone else’s: part IFood cravings are a motherfucker. After a few weeks of being in the field with the same slop every day, my gastronomic fantasy life takes on a bigger and bigger portion of my conscious and unconscious mind with debilitating consequences. I’ve been through this cycle enough times now to recognize the signs and symptoms, which […]
Continue Reading... Comments Off on absence makes the stomach grow fonder: food variety deprivation, fantasy and phenomena in the humanitarian aid worker lifeI have never been, nor will I ever be, a celebrity — not even for Andy Warhol’s 15 minutes. But I maintain that having a dog shares some of the features of celebrityhood and if you walk around with two dogs, you’re on your way to being a super celebrity. When our dog Alice was […]
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