Last week when it came time to finally nail down my top 10 albums of the year (so far) — a labor of love — I was a bit stunned to find the smart playlist I’d built had ballooned to a dizzying 372 albums and EPs.  Jesus Marimba.  And while you might be asking… Read More

  Well, here it is, my dog Shadow’s 16th birthday.  Earlier this week I wasn’t sure we’d make it this far, but alas her resilience and lust for life are not things to be trifled with.  Per her annual neck tweaking/stinger/compressed vertebrae, she was literally just — Sunday, Monday and Tuesday — hobbling around, not… Read More

So in my last post I ended things on the up note proclamation of adjustment, and while I think it’s pretty self-explanatory, I want to further clarify what that means in my life — both specifically and in the abstract. First, the specific (big to small, small to big, big to big, whatever, I’m not… Read More

  I always assumed — as it turns out incorrectly (the assumption thing, I guess) — my disability would be stable (you know, aside for those first couple of years where I was convinced my paralysis was just a hiccup).  I figured, I broke my neck, I’d get back what I’d get back and that… Read More

I recently heard an interview with actor/musician Billy Bob Thornton talking about his band and music in general and one of the things he said that struck me as odd was; “There has been no good music since 1980”.  Not more than a week later I got an e-mail from a friend (going through a… Read More

The beautiful thing about writing a personal blog — you know, aside from the obvious personal stuff — is the opportunity to share something useful that might pop up in a Google search (or Bing if you prefer one giant conglomerate over another).  And while that’s certainly true of this posting, it took a little… Read More

September 21 — International Day of Peace a.k.a. Cut Tony’s Spinal Cord Open And Give Him a Shunt For That Syringomyelia Thing Day 3 a.m. — Yes, 3 a.m.. For whatever reason surgery is best done before dawn like fishing and surfing.  Unfortunately a quadriplegic doesn’t just open the eyes, throw on some sweats and… Read More

  Okay, technically I suppose I’m a few weeks late on the whole midyear thing (July 2nd was the actual midpoint), but at this stage in the game trying to come up with a short list of my favorite albums — when there’s so many yet to listen to — is a dizzying prospect.  Seriously,… Read More

So on Monday I went to the hospital for a scheduled CT myelogram (think spinal tap) and a whole lot of waiting around on gurneys, in empty hallways counting holes in acoustic ceiling tiles (more on why in a later post).  And while I enjoy all the pomp and circumstance of having a 20 gauge… Read More