Spambot Poetry

Usually, I flush the spam out of the comment moderation queue without much thought, but this bit caught my eye. Your compositions should be exorbitantly practical exclusively to villagers in Leary. It’s like a cross between a fortune cookie and a badly...

Next stop, linkbait?

R dropped me a line after reading my post, Next Stop Wonder Where, and included a link a posting on Seth Godin’s blog. Godin is more than a guy with a dashing haircut, he’s a smart marketer, and his recent book, The Dip, (link to the book’s blog, go...

An afternoon walk and word of the day

No-snowed out of snow shoeing, I took a walk with L about five miles from Harvard Square to the Boston Common, by way of the Harvard bridge and the Howard Yezerski Gallery, where we saw a fun show called “Inside the Box, A Diorama Exhibition Curated by George...

In Praise of Index Cards

I was sitting in Andala Cafe eating amazing hummus while watching the sky turn from blue to white and I had an idea. I know, you’re stunned. This doesn’t happen often, and even less frequently outside the thinking room. So I grabbed an index card and just...

In the Queue

A pleasant surprise: A Short History of Tractors in Ukrainian by Marina Lewycka – Possibly semi-autobiographical, not as all as light as the premise would suggest, and in the end an engaging and bittersweet story of family, war, and immigration with a few laugh...