That’s my boy. . .
My son commented on the phone the other evening that he’d read my latest blog post and thought it was cool that we were doing the 100-mile diet. I reminded him that what I’d said…
View PostMy son commented on the phone the other evening that he’d read my latest blog post and thought it was cool that we were doing the 100-mile diet. I reminded him that what I’d said…
View PostI’m paraphrasing Zoom at Sea, a wonderful children’s book by Tim Wynne-Jones. I can’t look up the exact quotation ’cause the book’s long gone to the bookshelves of my grown-up daughter, but I think I’m…
View Postbut I’m going to show you some anyway. I thought, for a change of pace, I’m going to occasionally give you something from my shoe wardrobe, and tell you a bit of their history. And…
View PostQuite some time ago, I promised you a piece of knitlit — specifically, an excerpt about knitting from a wonderfully rich book that some critics have called an Indian detective novel: Vikram Chandra’s Sacred Games.…
View PostYes, the title’s a bit odd, but by the end of this post you’ll see that it’s fitting, if very, very contrived. So finally, here he is, in all his nude glory,Michael Hermesh’ssculpture, The Baggage…
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