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Looking Back

Posted at 11:47 pm

I’m a news and information kind of a guy – an AM radio junkie. So that’s usually what you’ll find me listening to during my daily commute to and from work. News. Sports. Information. But sometimes, when the mood is right – or when there’s nothing really interesting being talked about on my usual all-talk […]

Posted at 5:00 pm

In retrospect, the young man in the red sweat pants was probably just looking for a little acceptance when he jumped in on the conversation between two very trendy-looking (read: scary) young women at the commuter rail station. “Ya know, like, it’s my life, ya know,” the young woman with the nose ring was saying.  […]

Posted at 9:00 pm

They were just grasshoppers. But there were millions of them. Which is why Dad was so anxious to get rid of them. “They’re totally destroying our beans and the strawberry plants,” he told Mom over our lunch-time sandwiches one Saturday. “I’ve been trying to keep them out of the tomatoes, but I don’t know if […]

Posted at 11:19 pm

A few days have passed since the Academy Award ceremonies in Hollywood.  I think I can finally talk about my disappointment. And no, it had nothing to do with what I saw on the red carpet (but seriously, whoever heard of a Roger Vivier tube clutch with a silver sequined Gucci gown?). Nor did my […]