Relocating – No Real Balance

To the Bullshit-Detector

I see a lot of you in my daughter. It terrifies me. You have an exceptional bullshit-detector. So does she. Of course, any observer could guess this from the way you reclined in your desk, like Jimi Hendrix on a sofa at an intimate house party (your lidded gaze and smirk suggested the same kindContinue reading “To the Bullshit-Detector”

To my graduating seniors and my colleagues retiring

Congratulations! I didn’t get a chance to say good-bye to any of you. I moved, in the middle of a global pandemic. I’ve thought about you a lot lately. It’s painful being so far away. I wish I could celebrate you and witness you cross the stage. I’d give you a really big hug. ProbablyContinue reading “To my graduating seniors and my colleagues retiring”