Monthly Archives: February 2015

Nothing, and I mean nothing, can possibly mitigate the absolute disgust I hold for those who would have “us” return to Iraq, or for even a moment support another blathering Bush. By “us” they mean somebody else; not them. As … Continue reading →

A recent post on the trash in our oceans brought to mind an old Seeger-song: “Who Killed Davey Moore.” (How come he died and what’s the reason for it?) “Not I,” said the boxing writer, pounding his print on his … Continue reading →

In the gauzy dark I saw what seemed like yet another heavy-fresh frosting of snow on the trees. But for all the white misery we’ve had of late, another edition of the Polar Express still remains magical for me. The … Continue reading →

A packed snow that squeaks underfoot, at about 5 degrees F. or below, has no easy word in Inuit language, where complex words consist of mini-sounds strung together. They do, however have a word, “quinaya,” which is snow mixed with … Continue reading →

What drives me nuts is all the thoughts that stampede through my brain at night, leaving a few footprints but otherwise gone by day.

I could have words with the AKC because (1) it categorizes dogs, then (2) decides what their “best” features should be (as in bulldog-like breeds whose noses are so mashed in they can hardly breathe), and then (3) congratulate themselves … Continue reading →