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The COVID-19 Pandemic Returns…or Did It Never Leave?

Who doesn’t want to put the COVID-19 pandemic behind them? I do. My unconscious desire to do so must be stronger than I knew. I have one browser dedicated to the COVID-19 monitoring sites but it has been months since I visited them. Until today. What I found was unnerving. But you can see for … Continue reading “The COVID-19 Pandemic Returns…or Did It Never Leave?”

On Being a Complicated Patient

In August 2015 I became a “complicated patient.” Seems that getting a pacemaker implanted in your chest earns you that distinction. I’m only now learning what all that means. All along I thought I was a complicated patient but maybe I was just cumbersome, confused, and convoluted. My pacemaker, whom I call “Jude,” because it … Continue reading “On Being a Complicated Patient”

A Slowed Drivel

It has been since March 1 that I have posted anything. It is not that I have run dry on drivel. Instead stuff happens and I am still trying to make sense of things as they are right now. Here, instead, are a few updates and other bits of nonsense. Klutz Happens On March 1 … Continue reading “A Slowed Drivel”

Recovery

When Dolly left us in January, Clemencia and I were very clear with one another: “No more dogs.” Then it was, “No dog for at least six months.” Then we said, “Since we are not going to be getting a dog again, what can it hurt to activate a PetFinder account? We are suckers for … Continue reading “Recovery”

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Tom here. I started writing The Daily Drivel in March 2020 as a way to stay sane during the COVID-19 pandemic. Originally it was part of my professional consulting website but it grew a bit bigger than life so I decided to move it into its own space, TheDailyDrivel.com.

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