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Bots, babes, bees, b-words of the loving sort,  It is my hope that you've been staying safe. As always, the world is a big and beautiful and scary and difficult place to live. I doubt there is a planet in this great universe of ours that is better or worse, but what could I possibly know. We tell ourselves the lies we need to sleep at night & when the lies become too futile, perhaps we enter existential despair or constant negligence or strive to change the world or grow a mustache. Jeanette Winterson and Pamela Paul read books. I oscillate between hours of television and nature. On one of my most recent adventures, I followed a game trail into a swamp and lost my way back. I was bushwhacking and swimming (in the swamp) for about an hour or so when I emerged like a rugrat and some kind gentlemen gave me a ride to my car, which was .25 miles away. In short, I am a navigational genius.  What is it about the ego or our most prized self-assessments that requires so much attent...

Babes and bots and bees,  In case you were curious (you weren't), I'm STILL reading Pilgrim at Tinker Creek. My relationship with this book has gone on so long that I don't know why I started reading it. My relationship with this book has gone on so long that I might as well start over. My relationship with this book has gone on so long that I don't wish to read it anymore and instead mumble "not you again" each night before bed. Together, Dillard and I have reached that pivotal point in a marriage when you decide whether or not to file for divorce. If we were people, she would have most certainly left me months ago. I, an ungrateful swine, have no idea what she's really getting at.  To temper this existential disappointment and self-dissatisfaction, I started reading My Life with Bob: Flawed Heroine Keeps Book of Books, Plot Ensues by Pamela Paul. Buzzfeed calls it "the ultimate book about reading books" and if that doesn't spark your fancy ...