Monthly Archives: March 2007

The furnace conked out last night–it had seemed to be noisier than usual, and there was a pronounced smell of oil (not gas, mind you, heating oil) when it ran, so I wasn’t totally surprised. I checked the switch and … Continue reading →

This article link was posted to the self-publishing list: The Ugly Truth about being a Writer. Referring to the fact that 200,000 books per year are published in the United States, Marion Gropen of the self-publishing e-list said: It’s easy … Continue reading →

Wow. I personally know three people who are listed in the IMDb! Yesterday I got an e-mail from the Ashby church. A few years back, the church keyboardist (usually piano) was a very gifted high school, then music school student … Continue reading →

It’s gotten to be that inevitable point in late winter when I am more or less living on green cabbage because produce has gotten so expensive. 🙁 (although this year, I’ve also been eating a lot of grapes and cantaloupe … Continue reading →

As some of you know, I became a Patriots football fan so I could keep my dad company and watch the games with him. I was just clipping a long interview piece with Patriots coach Bill Belichik out of the … Continue reading →

It’s done. Completely done. All 181,524 fucking words of it. You may now resume your normally scheduled programming, while I go find a CD-RW disk and make a back-up copy. Next: typesetting!

I spotted this headline from today’s Boston Globe: Winters a trial for Maine’s nudists I remember in the early 80’s when “skyclad” or “clothing optional” Pagan gatherings were more or less the rule, and organizers prioritized finding locations that allowed … Continue reading →

I finished Van Helsing for part of yesterday’s workout. The silliness factor does not abate. It is slightly ameliorated by Hugh Jackman’s finally getting all those heavy clothes off his upper body–my. Didn’t he buff up for this movie, though. … Continue reading →

Yes, I was right. The second 45 minutes of Van Helsing is even sillier than the first 45 minutes. I didn’t think it was possible, but the team of six horses jumping over the 100-foot wide yawning chasm, while towing … Continue reading →