Living on the outer edges of civilization is fine in the spring, summer, & fall, but less fine in the winter since I do not like to drive in the dark ( Read more... )

Earlier this week, I started my annual cannabis prophylaxis.

It’s supposed to be protecting me against anxiety attacks, only it doesn’t seem to be working very effectively.

Dunno whether this is because I’m more neurotic than I thought or whether the news is becoming more terrifying each & every day-as for example, this story about how RFK Jr.’s ( Read more... )

I spent my last evening in California with Morgan, my old Clarion buddy.

It was the first time we’d seen each other in more than 20 years.

Here we were all those decades ago:


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Since true folk heroes who Sharpie bullets with enigmatic messages are in short supply, I was kinda-sorta hoping the United Healthcare CEO shooter would elude capture.

But, of course, he didn’t.

He turns out to be an Ivy League graduate who-get this!-belonged to RTT’s fraternity and bore a grudging admiration for Unabomber Ted Kaczynski, whose ( Read more... )

That United Healthcare CEO who was gunned down in midtown Manhattan a couple of days ago did not die in vain ( Read more... )

At this very moment, hideous white stuff is coming down from the sky.

The ground is too warm for it to stick-here, at least.

Ten miles away, in Marlboro, the weight of the wet snow has taken down the power lines and closed 9W, the main drag to the Mid-Hudson Bridge.

The bridge will be accessible tomorrow, I tell myself. And even if it isn’t, ( Read more... )

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Finished Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates ( Read more... )

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