When my now older teenagers were wee things, we used to take them to the Farmer’s Museum up in Cooperstown for the Harvest Fest, Sugaring Off, the Cand…
The links are accumulating again, no matter how fiercely I cull them. So here’s a quick round-up of things you can read/listen to/see as we struggle th…
The passage of time is such a kick in the head. Last April seems like a million years ago; the turn of the century was just last week. You have entered…
Hiya. I’ve been kinda quiet during the last few weeks — but not for any specific reason. We’ve taken a few short family trips (all of which have been a…
I have a tendency to collect links to stories that I find notable in some way, which I then foist off on unsuspecting readers over on my blog. This is …
I’ve written already about my passing fascination with the people who climb Everest. It’s not an enduring obsession, mind, like the ones I have about c…
Two new books and one documentary prove that plain old human insatiable hunger for money and power is always the driver for any large-scale tragedy. An…
This wasn’t initially what I was going to write about this week. But when you realize that all of the tabs you have open point to a bunch of similar co…
Appetizer: My recent newsletter about pageants, particularly those pageants that are highly specific, caused a couple of you to send me links. WHICH IS…
Back in March 2020 when Somebody’s Gotta Do It had just hit the shelves, I wrote a couple of pieces that the publicity folks were going to try to place…
I’ve been thinking a lot about pageants. A fun fact about me to know and trade: my cousin is a former Miss Teen of Florida. In the early 1990s, I flew …
I appear to have taken Ted Lasso’s advice to have a “goldfish brain” seriously. Every year, the second half of May is a mad scramble with deadlines and…