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Freedom Fetish

September 27, 2017


Today’s one of those Indian Summer type days. The remnants of Hurricane Maria are pushing a block of warm, humid air up the coast. It’s brilliantly sunny between bouts of fog rolling in once in a while all day long. The light shimmers on the water. I’ve gone for my daily swim, which is more […]

‘Tis a Pity He’s Wallowing in Self Pity

May 29, 2017


WARNING: Do not read this post. The author is being incredibly self indulgent and is going to engage in an orgy of self pity. Abandon any regard for the writer, ye who enter. Usually I look forward to the summer when I valiantly try to make headway on the piles of books that have grown […]


February 13, 2011


I dreamed I was selling books like they were hotcakes.

The Flip Side

December 29, 2010


Life here has been punctuated since this summer with many sentences ending with "and this'll be the last time we do that here..."

Moi, l’hypocrite

September 13, 2010


One thing that always infuriates me is that when someone tears down a perfectly good house (or building) in order to erect even a larger one.

Unfinished Business

July 22, 2010


I'm not intentionally trying to be overly morbid, but Brian Clements in his blog has got me thinking about certain issues -- namely, consciousness.

Another Dose of Cultural Imperialism

July 3, 2010


I'm still back with digesting the view that Americans (used solely in the sense of citizens of the U.S.) don't really want to learn about other cultures.