Lifestyle

In what seems like a continuous flow of calamity, so far my family and friends have had no major losses. We are the lucky ones.

It takes stamina to live this simply. We are conserving ourselves. For what, we don’t know. But we cherish the ordinary.

Using our thumbs this way, are we evolving our body parts in a new direction? What would Darwin say? My thumb hurts.

Two parallel tracks, growth in sex-tech and growth in loneliness. Is there a connection? My intuition is that we have an intimacy problem. 

Helen and her friends, our smart appliances, are stylish digital servants on their way to becoming more like our pets.

My household is streaming chaos and I’m Nowhere Pam chasing my tail, wondering what condition my condition is in. 

It’s going to take some mental hocus-pocus to get me to 98. I was already married for 32 years and the new guy wants to add another 30.