Friday, October 19, 2007





...the deeply mixed and fallible indeterminacy of motivation that has and always will characterize the fundamental state of human affairs...




That's a line in a poem by James Kelly, who read it at Our Little Open Mic today.


I thought it was kinda cool.


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About Me

I came to Minneapolis from southern California this May to help my 88-year-old mother care for my 86-year-old father. He fell last November, and then declined cognitively for a month as his bones healed at a rehab facility under quarantine. He hasn't undeclined. Before retiring in the 1990s, he was a theater critic, & still seems to have some of his self-confidence and wit alongside vascular dementia, Parkinsonisms, incontinence and real trouble walking. Given his otherwise-ok health, he might still have some tolerable years ahead, though with new parameters. My mom's a novelist. She seems made of iron.