Good question…
Rebekah, listening along with us the other day to an Erasure song from twenty years ago, stops singing and asks,...
Accidentally, like a martyr
While it’s still there, fans of Mr. Zevon should check out the article from yesterday’s New York Times Magazine: In...
The sound of ice
If there’s anything that makes me feel 15 again, it’s walking along a frozen river’s edge. This was the Hudson,...
The last word on cold, I hope…
I know, it’s boring to keep on saying it, but this ain’t Alaska, and we’re not really set up for...
Wandering off
Sometimes it’s a shock to be in the middle of a conversation, a one-sided one at that, and find the...
Quick! Get me those leather stockings!
It’s 0.1 degrees, and I’ve got to drive a state vehicle to Cooperstown today. If there’s no heat, I’m going...
Ice
It is bone-chillingly cold here, and if you’ve never lived in a cold clime and don’t know what that means,...
When Giants Strode the Earth
The creator of the Jackalope has died. I’m going to need a moment.
The Polenta Incident
No idea what to do for supper last night; we’ve eaten everything in our repertoire, twice. Then polenta springs to...
Time to alienate some people
Two things: war and cats.Listen, there’s plenty about this administration that brings out the libertarian in me. Ashcroft, the Communications...