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Recent blog posts are linked at the bottom of the page, where seldom is heard a discouraging word about best practices or leveraging synergies. Not that I oppose such things necessarily. Live and let live, I say. Or leverage. Whichever.
I picture it as a commuter rail platform. Clear sky, cool breeze. Near the end of a line in rural Japan. Near the end of a pleasant day. Mount Fuji is in the distance, of course. Snow-capped and still modeling for Hasui Kawase. I have the platform and its only bench all to myself, too. […]
Sister Mary Emily was hot. On that point, every third grade boy at St. Anne’s School was agreed. All except Chris, who had the awkward habit of showing the rest of us his bare butt in the boy’s room, something that made no sense whatsoever. She also was our youngest instructor by far, early 20s, […]
May 13, 2017 I’m driving west out of Louisville on a bright, clear day. Driving with purpose, feeling productive, focused. The interstate is broad and smooth and relatively free of traffic, an easy upward grade. Miles behind me, a friend is setting out from the college where our presentation went well. He’s in his own car, traveling the same route. […]
The food at my favorite restaurant is forgettable. The service is friendly, yes, but no better than you’d expect at any family-owned meat-and-three. The location is inconvenient, the parking is crowded, the chairs have no cushions and the prices are higher than they ought to be. Yet I go. And I go. And I go, God help me, knowing […]
Smiling, his mother knelt outside his door to pray; then, with her “Amen,” pressed her lips to the bronze door-knob; and went silently to her own apartment. – Booth Tarkington, The Magnificent Ambersons, Chapter 13 My mother wasn’t quite as slavish as Isabel Minafer, and I wasn’t quite as self-absorbed as her son George, but one of my father’s favorite […]
As “Rocky Horror” has been to October for quite some time, so now is “Spring Awakening” to the merry month of May. Conversely, no theatre in its right mind would open “A Christmas Carol” on Independence Day, even if that weren’t the slot soon to be reserved for home-grown productions of “Hamilton” and likely to remain so […]
Yes, I grumble about the number of cyclists on the trail, but if being startled from time to time by less than polite Tour de France wannabes is the worst complaint I can muster, if their gaily-wrapped hindquarters are all that mar my view of the trees, I also know the prosecution’s case is weak. Not that I intend to […]
The milk truck says in pictures what it can’t say in words, because saying in actual words that its milk comes from cows who spend their days munching green grass in the great outdoors would be an actionable lie. Instead, it says “DairyPure,” a nice-sounding but meaningless portmanteau, and “starts pure, stays pure,” because as any advertising professional will tell […]