The east side of the park is highly structured - lawns and meadows, paths and edifices weave artfully among themselves, bordered by groomed foliage and carefully orchestrated watercourses. As…
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I’ve had a busy and gratifying day. I got to work early and met briefly with a development director who’d stopped by to introduce herself, then ran to the AOC (where the judges hang…
Today will be my first of a handful of little essayettes on my recent trip to Cleveland as a volunteer with Election Protection. Before I get too far into that, though, I’ll just link to…
so tired today… out later than usual last night at a wonderful hanuka party up in the hills, filled with 12-year old cabernet and black muscat dessert wine, succulent tenderloins and roasted apples…
I was reminded of it a month or so ago when pea wrote about how she tricked herself into trying to remember a bit…
Nana might not appreciate it, but we broke out the good stuff – and I’m loving it.
My grandparents indisputably had style, but honestly, it was not my style. Though they lived in small-town…
Over the past few days Rufus had been acting unusually sociable and energetic. She was traipsing all over the front of the house, where she rarely ventured, and spent more than her share of time…
This’ll be part one of a three-parter. It’ll wrap up on Friday, and then I’m going to take a couple of weeks off. I’ve almost filled up my essay book and I need…
Tony was part of every child’s pantheon. We all knew about him, along with Ronald and Mickey and Toucan Sam - these were characters, commercial though they have have been, who were members…
our trip is nigh and the changes afoot beggar my understanding of them. we stayed up past midnight to finish assembling the crib; there are toys and clothes and boxes of diapers and wipes and…
There’s a little song I might never forget. I learned it on the first day or so of junior high, out at the bike racks. It goes like this: 16-34, 20! 16-34, 20! I’ve…
good gracious, he’s still on about furniture and furnishings? here’s PART IV of this self-indulgent exposition on the inanimate that animates our lives. plus, some photos…
this is the last in a series of essays about furniture and furnishings. my problem is that I never know when enough is enough. but this is certainly enough, so thanks for your patience…
* Stones of Summer: I heard of it though a magazine article about a documentary about hunting down…
I’m heading out of town for New Year’s tomorrow morning at an hour that significantly precedes the asscrack of dawn. We’re going to Maryland to party with the inlaws and introduce…
This is a big day for Chuckles – my last day at work before taking paternity leave for five weeks. I’ve got loads of stuff to get through, but I’m also going to be thinking every step of the…
I wrote this last week, on my way home from work. I offer it in honor and support of Connie, one of the most wonderful people in the world. If it evokes anything positive in you at all,…
I’ve been writing a lot lately but none of it is ready to post. However, as I hear Zach start to stir from his nap, I will take this opportunity to share a few words about a few words. …
I’ve been thinking about the past. I’ve been thinking I’ll keep it around a while longer.
I guess it all started in 1980 when I proudly wore the brown and beige of an…
In honor of it being time to go home for the weekend:
I thought I had come home again. Of course, I didn’t live there anymore, but I’d spent my nominally formative years there…
I needed a - something. Something more than a shirt, but not quite a jacket - something for the sudden breezes and fogsnaps that wouldn’t bulk me up too much when the sun shone again and…
I am feeling a lot of stress these days. The sordid details of why and wherefore are not relevant to our considerations; suffice it to say, tension and anxiety in some form have been coursing…
Some nights, I’m not ready to turn out the lights when Kel is. She needs to get up early, but I don’t; she’s all worn to a frazzle by a long exciting day of competitive sports…
Well welcome the hell back, and don’t let the door hit you in the groin on your way in! 2007 just didn’t feel like a party year till you showed up. So, what have I been up to? …
It’s a long day today for Daniel - I picked up a cold yesterday afternoon, went to bed early with boring drugs and fuzzy socks, and now I’m back at my desk for the duration or maybe just…
Written a few mornings ago on the first page of a new tablet:
Again I stare down another new notebook, an untested easel for my projections, hundreds of pages of glacial purity, perfectly…
I started this yesterday - a list of beginnings for this still-fresh year. Let’s continue, shall we?
* Which brings me to my bag. I’ve whined here before about…
yeah yeah yeah I’m still on about new crap, as if I’m the only blog-enabled protein tube in the contiguous hinterlands that’s ever started anything. but with me it’s…
I was reading the news yesterday and stumbled onto a story of a man just convicted of child sexual predation. He will serve 65 months behind bars for abusing little girls in Thailand. …
Today, as Peter Gabriel sang once, is Different. I don’t head off on the bus to my office downtown - instead, I only go to Japantown and there I’ll catch a ride with some colleagues…