Category: Books
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A Book of Celtic Wisdom
Prologue with evening light filtered through a prism Since I’ve moved I don’t take packages and have limited mail at my apartment. The reason is threefold: – My mailbox is crap. – I never know when I’ll be home to receive packages. – I don’t trust anything left in the alley. So whenever I go…
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Flatiron
The cigar specials at the Flatiron Everyone was out of the office for the most part up in Columbus. I’d no reason to be there, but it afforded me the ability to focus on the mounting tasks at hand. I strolled down the street to the Flatiron for a Black and Bleu salad— pretty much…
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The bookshelf is sagging
Much appreciated Print is far from dead. As nice as it is to put my paws on a PowerBook, it’s hard to beat the tactile nature of a real book. They don’t require batteries either. I’ve got a pile on the coffee table and bedside that I haven’t dug into proper. I figure I’ll be…
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Storytelling at the theater
An evening with David Sedaris Went with Wendy, Tom and Anne to see David Sedaris speak. We found ourselves dressed more casual than most at the Taft Theater, electronic tickets in hand for an evening of readings, mostly new it seemed. Aside from the dry wit and sometimes grotesque or bittersweet stories, it was nice…
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Let the hat sort it out
Clearly the makings of something much bigger than the Bible. Awakened, laundered, lunched with friends, patioed, looked at beautiful fluffy white clouds, felt baby legs spring, worked minimally, squared things away, put a hold on postal service (online!), got a new tail light, returned movies, installed the tail light, put electronics and cords and sundries…