Pura Vida

The pictures and reports of the devastation, and post earthquake nuclear meltdown drama, remind me that man is impotent against the forces of nature, and I am man. It puts in front of me the prospect that enjoying it all while I can is my primary task, a task that …

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Thank God For Treadmills

Ella and Duke at Downbeat, NYC, Herman Leonard Photographer

Having more than the usual excess to blow off after a 1am jazz experience, I woke early for a decadence dispersion run. To do this I planned to run 6 or 7 miles, but I ran the canal with a girlfriend, and we were joined by an uninvited man. The …

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Open the Pod Bay Doors, HAL

2001

This week was a space in time when colleagues, under the control of others or not, become villains, and I had to rely on my own ingenuity to escape a disaserous fate. You know the kind of week I’m referring to I’m sure. An “Open the Pod Bay Doors, HAL” …

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Fond (Doggoned) Ambition

I’m 24 years old. I make a comfortable living as an analyst at a job that at best is part time. I own some property, more than “some” actually, and I manage it myself. I spend most of my time on graduate school studies, or my work for the economic commission.  I’m itching to …

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Off Which Dobbs Was the Worst I Could Think Of

The upscale but privately owned coffee shop is crowded. I sip the double Espresso (meant to calm my sore throat), while reading about the health care bill that covers an additional 31 million individuals, the bill the insurance companies and big pharmacy are patting themselves on the back over. I …

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