Category Archives: Buller

Walking in the Long Shadow of Grief

Posted on November 22, 2021 by bullersbackporch

“There’s a hole in the middle of the prettiest life…” “For Real,” Bob Franke The long shadow of grief seems to have become a constant companion to me these days, a shadow dogging me that I don’t see in the … Continue reading →

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My Unwritten Classics

Posted on November 4, 2021 by bullersbackporch

Here’s to the intrepid souls engaged in National Novel Writing Month — I’m not doing that. No, I will not be writing a 50,000 rough draft novel in the 30 days of November. I did that once, although I actually … Continue reading →

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Testing THC in the Psych Ward (Part 3)

Posted on October 31, 2021 by bullersbackporch

“Crazy Hallowe’en, huh?” “Really. Quietest one I’ve had in years.” My fellow THC test subject, Hal, and I had figured on a wild Hallowe’en in the psych ward, complete with visions, spirits, demons, and various hallucinations. Not a chance, it … Continue reading →

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Testing THC in the Psych Ward (Part 2)

Posted on October 29, 2021 by bullersbackporch

On Monday morning, I reported to the program office. They handed me a 14-page “informed consent” waiver to read and sign. The first several pages discussed THC, its known effects and every conceivable side effect involved with the intravenous administration, … Continue reading →

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Testing THC in the Psych Ward (Part 1)

Posted on October 27, 2021 by bullersbackporch

“Do you smoke marijuana?” I looked around nervously before whispering, “Yes.” “Good — we’re looking for volunteers for a THC experiment.” 1977 — the whole year had been bad, starting with Mike Eddy’s death and Granny’s stroke. I spent the … Continue reading →

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My (Future) Dying Request

Posted on September 25, 2021 by bullersbackporch

Laugh! That’s right. The day you hear I have died,  I want you to laugh. Feel free to start now, of course, but I’m talking about that time sometime in the future when I die, be it tomorrow, next year, … Continue reading →

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Ah, Technology…

Posted on September 15, 2021 by bullersbackporch

Okay, so ever since the top row of letters on the laptop (with all the vowels aside from “a” and other frequent flyers like r, t, and y) were rendered non-functional back at the start of July, I have relied … Continue reading →

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Moving Forward, Looking Back

Posted on August 2, 2021 by bullersbackporch

Writing is inherently retrospective. Much of this blog pulls on my memories as well as my grandfather’s memoirs and Will T. Massey’s recorded songs. All look backward. But I want to keep moving forward. In the wake of my brother’s … Continue reading →

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Good News — New Shoes!

Posted on July 29, 2021 by bullersbackporch

Granny would be proud. When I was about to hit the road post-college, she only gave one bit of lifelong advice: “Don’t keep wearing your shoes until they have holes in them because if you’re ever on a sinking ship … Continue reading →

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Feets, Don’t Fail Me Now!

Posted on March 21, 2021 by bullersbackporch

I need to go shoe shopping — soon. I’ve been wearing the same pair of shoes for probably over two years, at least one full year past when I first noticed the holes were starting in the side and thought … Continue reading →

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