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Sweet B looking springy in Woodbury. So wonderful to have her here. (But we’re missing her mommy and daddy.) Haircut tomorrow! … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: May 2012
I’ve been listening to Anthony Gottlieb’s The Dream of Reason as I walk (Paul’s away cosmopolizing again) and clank away on my !@#$% TotalGym. It’s a history of philosophy, and yesterday I got to Zeno, who remains famous for his … Continue reading
Beautiful weather in Concord this weekend, and sweet B took advantage of it to emulate her parents, participating in her own triathlon. She swam (you’ll have to use your imaginations here): She biked: And she ran: We cheered and clapped, … Continue reading
Slow progress on the job discussed here. Still not looking great, but it’s much better, and coming along. One more year, and it will look like this: … Continue reading
I was raised an only child by kind and supportive parents. Sound middle-class values were expected, but discipline was gentle, love and respect evident, and abuse non-existent. This is my excuse for my inability to write good fiction. Occasionally, though, … Continue reading
Sweet B, going on four, told me yesterday by iChat that she likes goat cheese. “Oh, that’s so yucky!” I shouted. “No, M,” she hollered back gleefully, “you’re wrong!” So my grandchild is an argumentative goat-cheese lover. What did I … Continue reading