it's a convoluted mess
My brother Joe died. Typing those words does not make this seem any more real or any less impossible, but it’s true. Friday, November 4th, 2022. He was 54 years old. Mom called at 8:00 in the morning. I knew something was wrong as soon as I saw her number on the screen. I knew something was VERY WRONG as soon as I heard her voice. I was not prepared for what she had to… Keep reading…Joe.
November. Week 138. Because whatever. Somehow it’s November. Already? or Only? depends on the day. Or hour. Minute to minute really. It’s also 76 degrees. In November. In Minnesota. That’s not normal. … I changed my blog theme. It’s nearly identical to my old theme. (It was designed by the same person.) But there are some subtle formatting bits that I liked better. I’m still tweaking settings and pieces of custom CSS and I had… Keep reading…Stray stream of light…