Be Here Now

What seemed like simply being wiped out on Friday evening announced itself—by an hour and a half nap (so very unlike me) Saturday morning—as something a tiny bit more than exhaustion. It was low-grade, a little headachy, feverish, nothing big ticket, yet...

Blowing in the Wind

In the spirit of imperfection being, well, kind of perfect, I wanted to share these seemingly random thoughts about the way life is so very lifey: * This coming weekend is my 30th high school reunion. As one of the organizers of the event, I’m compelled to note...

Assumptions

Given that I’m one of those bluer-than-blue—indigo—state Democrats living in bluer-than-blue Northampton, Massachusetts, getting a fundraising pitch a few months back for the George W. Bush Presidential Center (not library, since we’re not sure...