Through the Glass, Darkly

Dear Bespectacled and Not-Bespectacled Readers, I had a terrible nightmare last night. One that I can’t shake, and has left me weepy today. In the dream, I was some place–I know not where–and I stumbled across a jumble of my dad’s glasses. All of them were there. Glasses from when he was a young man,…

The Alzheimer’s Disease Foot-in-Mouth Awards

Dear Sensible Readers, Tonight, coinciding with the Tony Awards, I’d like to offer the nominations for the Alzheimer’s Disease Foot-in-Mouth Awards. You can decide the winners! The following are actual statements that people have said to me since my dad died. I had no answers at the time, but have since come up with some…

A Picture of You, Dear Readers

Hello Everyone, This is a portrait of you—-all 11,092 of you who have read Brain in a Jar, the blog, since last year. Sixty of you have already looked again today. Four-hundred and fifty-four of you read on the busiest day. We now average about 1,000 hits a week. Readers span the globe from Bangalore…