It was early evening. The free parking hour had arrived, increasing the popularity of the meter spaces — making grabbing one a challenge. We were up to it, won a parking space, and started our evening. Flanked by parking meters the sidewalk, a solar furnace in August, was punishingly hot …
Born To Be Wild?
I rarely take the MARC into D.C., but I had a mini morning conference to attend on Friday and was too lazy to drive. On the trip home the train hit someone. This was a half hour from my stop — people getting hit by the MARC is no longer …
Things Could Be Worse
This could be your Electrocardiogram. peace
Happy Independence Day
I spent the morning at an outside cafe sipping coffee while enjoying the holiday comings and goings of this small city. A car full of quasi Neandertals wearing wife-beaters and baseball caps drove slowly past the cafe front. The Neandertals appeared to be early forties. The music blairing from the …
The Fragrance of the Fumes
This past week I realized that a bullet dodged may be nothing more than an opportunity lost after-all, but that is for another time. Over the last week or so I was in and out of Seattle for a mini conference and on to Durham University Hospital where my grandmother …
