“There's nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein.” -Red Smith

Looking Back

Aug
31
Posted at 4:29 pm

I was walking into the office yesterday, minding my own business, when all of a sudden I turned the corner and there it was, sitting on my chair. Waiting. Lingering. Lurking. “Oh, goody,” I said facetiously. “Zucchini.” “Isn’t that nice?” said Rachel, the irrepressibly upbeat person who was standing at the copy machine. “Somebody left [...]

Aug
23
Posted at 3:00 pm

My reasons for joining the junior high band can be summarized in one word: Ringo. Ringo Starr, the Beatles drummer, was cool.  He looked cool.  He talked cool.  He played the drums cool.  And since few things in the world are cooler to a 7th grader than being cool, signing up to play the drums [...]

Aug
16
Posted at 8:01 pm

I don’t remember why I finally decided to watch “Pride & Prejudice” on TV. It certainly wasn’t because I liked the Jane Austen novel. I confess, I’ve never read it. In eighth grade literature we had a choice between that and “Moby Dick.” I chose the latter because the illustration of Captain Ahab on the [...]

Aug
09

Set aside your skepticism.  Cast away doubt.  Miracles do happen. And I’m feeling sort of guilty about it. The miracle in this case is Carley Jo, my great-niece who came into this world with a badly diseased heart.  As an infant, her doctors had hoped to delay heart surgery until she was older and much, [...]

Aug
07
Posted at 12:27 am

This is NOT the official newspaper column of the 2012 Summer Olympics. Never mind that my eldest son is in London as we speak, providing me with live updates from key Olympic venues (translated: he sent me one picture from the swimming venue, which seemed like a live update at the time). Forget that in [...]