example of how out of balance the economy is right now...the things we need to survive cost a lot more than the average person makes.....It reminds me of my 6th grade feudalism studies where we made paper huts to place on the edges of the feudal manor.
I always fancied myself some kind of fancy New York City or Parisian writer. I could almost see myself in […]
last night an owl came to chant across the woods so still and quiet through the air so crisp and […]
house…with lots of plants and lots of dreams… iphonography
if the Bloodline Rayburns only had therapy: a case-by-case scenario of possibility…SPOILER!! (Note: you probably won’t get it if you […]
and he proceeded to give ideas to his air force cadets about how they could stop partaking in the bigotry […]
My husband, Radames, and I walked from our hotel to our bus stop in Manhattan at 5:30am on Monday. My […]
Behind my office at Cornell University, or rather to the side and behind the imposing statue of Ezra Cornell, sits […]
He had an artist's eye for talent...
Happy Father’s Day to a lovely husband who when Two roads diverge in a wood, takes the one less traveled […]
salesmen shine things up for us...make things appear what they aren't...kind of like Roy Kroch's McDonald's milkshake (his corporate version)
My dear, dear Wormwood (a.k.a. Devil’s apprentice), What a wonderful job you are doing with the American experiment. You have […]
This past Sunday, it was reported in the New York Times Style section that we are An Anxious Nation.* We sure are: caught between sound bites on Twitter, Facebook, and whatever other input mechanism we happen to be attached to...reading and looking at everything and nothing.
A theme for Jeanne as she told her stories about people was luck. She would tell me vignettes...oh, this person, she had luck in life, then she had no luck, then she had luck again.
I hoped she was back in town, how much fun it would be to go to Friendlys again with her and have a really gritty conversation about life over turkey and mashed potatoes.