It occurred to me in a moment of contemplation earlier today that the phrase, “No news is good news” actually has a triple-meaning. I’m sure most people have figured this out and I am once again the last pig at the trough, but discovered it I have: First meaning: The absence of news which one…
For the last week or so, the railroad gates at the railroad crossing near my house have been acting as though they are possessed. The train stop is in the the Riverdale town center, which is as barren of business as Teli Savalis was of hair. It is also in a direct line home from…
I began reading, last night, my 352nd book since January 1, 1996 (In Joy Still Felt by Isaac Asimov). Some quick calculations this morning lead me to the following conclusion. At my present pace of reading, I will read my 1,000th book sometime in 2024. This is rather depressing, considering I will be 52 years…
So I had a dream last night that I had M.S. and was having difficulty walking. I know a few people with M.S. and one of them has been out here this week helping out at work while an office move takes place. Maybe that’s how the idea got into my head. In any event,…
The “green” apples looked better than the “red” apples that I usually buy at the store this week, so I bought the green ones. Man are these things sour! I’m switching back to red next week!
I have made the arbitrary decision that 34 years of age, is the age at which one is beyond reproach when it comes to what music one listens to. If you are in 8th grade and listen to, say, disco, your friends have every right to tease you since you are not listening to Kelly…
This coming October, Ray Bradbury is coming out with a new novel called Farewell Summer, which is, apparently, a sequel to Dandelion Wine, and which Bradbury has been working on for several decades. What I could find online seems to indicate that the book is once again about Doug Spaulding, and is a coming-of-age tale…
It is official! Doug and I will be making a roadtrip to Cooperstown. Doug is going to fly into town on Friday, June 8. I’ve rented us a nice car from Hertz and we’re going to drive up to Cooperstown on Friday, June 9. It’s about a 6-1/2 hour drive from where I live, but…
There are 4 stop lights between my house and the grocery store, and in the direction that I go, I am traveling perpendicular to the prevailing traffic, which means I usually have to wait a while. This morning, I hit all eight lights (4 going, 4 coming back) when they were green. I didn’t have…
What’s the point of keeping a diary for 10 years if you don’t go back and look at it every now and then. Here, then, are some excerpts from April 22 over the last 10 years.
Last night, I had yet another in the series of “Grandpa” dreams. The dream itself was pretty vague, but there was one part that I definitely remember. At one point in the dream, my Grandpa was having trouble communicating with me and clearly wanted to tell me something. He took a pen and paper, and…
On the way up from the subway this morning, I noted a poster-ad for an upcoming “Federal Conflict Resolution” conference, which takes place, I believe, in Arizona later this summer. This is a 5-day conference. Are things in the Federal government so bad that an annual 5-day conflict resolution conference is necessary? What goes on…