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“Hey, Siri! Pause!” I called, beladen as I was with a dish tray, an iPad, my cased AirPods, socks, and other paraphernalia as I tried to negotiate the screen- and French- doors from our deck into the living room. (Yes, Dr. F., carrying far less than 10 pounds!)
On the iPhone in my shirt pocket, the ball game paused. Then it resumed.…
Well, that’s done.…
No cancer, still. However, my internal plumbing needs repairing yet again.…
… Last night, Karen took me out to our favorite restaurant (Sarducci’s) for dinner, to “celebrate” my last solid food until sometime in July. It was lovely! …
A year and a half after the “Big Surgery”, I gave conference papers in Leeds (in July) and in Birmingham (in August), with several weeks of research at the Bodleian Library in Oxford bridging the weeks between the two conferences. On my last day in Leeds, and throughout my first week in Oxford, I had some pretty intense pain in my chest. This, I found out later, was my transverse colon and greater omentum forcing their way up through my esophageal hiatus.… And in October of 2020, history repeated itself.…
I’ve never before tried working as a “digital nomad,” and it’s been nearly a decade since I’ve traveled in lands where I didn’t really know the language. Travel has changed astonishingly during my lifetime: most of the change is massive improvement: Google Maps, ubiquitous cellular data, Tripadvisor, Uber, Airbnb, translation apps, Street View,… any one of these tools and services would itself ease and simplify travel — but taken altogether, travel can be much more comfortable and sure. And given all the various bodily complications that now make travel more difficult for me, these new developments are really a game-changer for me.…