H and I had a wonderful run Saturday morning. It was a very hilly course, largely over grassy meadow, often uneven underfoot, with significant stretches of wooded single-track where passing (or being passed) was virtually impossible. In other words, a … Continue reading
B, A, and H were in Woodbury last weekend, and we had a wonderful time. B, aka the Venus of Urbino in Jammies, got better and better at please (“peetz”) and thank-you (“ank-doo”). “Mango, peetz.” Now we’re all in New … Continue reading
I had a friend, now sadly deceased, who worked for years more or less as a writer. He did straight PR, sponsored articles for businesses, position papers for politicians, opinion pieces, some real journalism, and occasionally straight non-fiction. He was … Continue reading
The shuffling (touch wood) has been going well. Still a bit creaky and stiff, but if I can keep a few noisy and troublesome body parts from causing trouble, I think that good rhythm should be kicking in soon. Along … Continue reading
I just got what has become my annual TGO Challenge haircut, which makes me look more or less like this fellow—the one on the left, not the handsome devil on the right—rather than the shaggy scruffian I’d developed into over … Continue reading
There’s been lots of nattering over here about Nick Clegg’s appreciation of Samuel Beckett and how no American politician could survive a statement like the one Clegg gave to the Guardian. This is the bit American bloggers and columnists … Continue reading
As Mr. Rogers would say, it’s a beautiful day in this neighborhood. Warm, freshly leafed-out, and full of sunny promise. On my shuffle this morning, I stopped for a chat with a high school classmate who, with a little help … Continue reading