I spent the day at the Library of Congress. The hottest day we’ve had all year, and early in the morning, because I’d skipped my morning run, I decided to walk to the library from New Hampshire and M. I had snagged my aunts assistant’s parking garage space for the day, a coup. …
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Life Is Like A Bowl of Cherries
I’m laying around feeling ill, the result of downing a bowl of cherries while watching Paul McCartney, here to claim what’s left of the Beatles Catalog, on David Letterman.
I’m thinking, though not deeply, about death. The grandfather of a good friend died today. Funerals are sad, death not necessarily so. Sometimes death is a …
Another Saturday Night
I’m participating, in a non participatory fashion, in Infinite Summer. I started yesterday. My housemate, who often scrolls my sites online, much like my old college roommates used to scroll blogs for me, is blogless and lives vicariously through me, provoked me to do it. It’s not like work, school, no real vacation, at least …
Letters
I couple of months ago I was cleaning my office closet and found a box of saved letters. I went through them, reading quite a few in full. It was a fun distracting thing to do. Letters are a rare thing these days for most of us, even my grandmother emails and text messages …
