Wondering What Sixty Is, Or, Saturday Morning at 8:10am Central Time
I’ve had the occasion these past few days to see old friends. As I’ve told them, I’m researching. They both had their 60th birthdays earlier
I’ve had the occasion these past few days to see old friends. As I’ve told them, I’m researching. They both had their 60th birthdays earlier
We’ve been feathering the nest, a tad. I know nobody wants to talk holidays yet, so I won’t mention Thanksgiving, or Hanukah, or Christmas. We’re

Hi guys. Shopbop, an online retailer that specializes in not-cheap but not-always-too-much modern-but-not-neessarily-cutting-edge will be running a sale for the next three days. 25% if
Just when we can’t bear to listen to any more politics, it seems we must. I am voting for Hillary Clinton. I tell you this

My friend Laura, the photographer at Baby Picture This, is in the running for a Canon photography prize. I wrote about her work here, and
New York has been extraordinary. And I’m ready to go home. It was a quick trip but full and audacious. Sue of Une Femme d’un
I moved Mom Thursday. Currently having a non-awful Saturday morning. It’s astonishing how much one can learn from sheer dreadfulness. Horribility. Having often proceeded with
The world is on fire. Or so it seems. Anything I can say that isn’t political is just a truism. Why don’t people like each

Here in North America, we’ve just emerged from a brief flurry of national insignia-waving. (Hey there, Canada!) Which made me think, what are the signs
So guys, tell me, how does one come to enjoy housework? In all seriousness, I hate it. And I read, around the blogosphere, that others
I looked down at my shoes yesterday and thought, “Hmm, I’d like sneakers in different colors.” That’s what happens when you find a uniform. Jeans
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