Category Archives: Reality is a Harsh Mistress

Something new every day

My genetic lineage has perhaps an over-abundance of maladies. In my dotage I can look forward to: coronary problems, diabetes, obesity, cataracts, cancers of various digestive organs, or probably some combination of all of the above. Despite this delightful disposition … Continue reading

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Life Begins on Opening Day

Allow me just a moment to note that the newest team in baseball managed to win the first Spring Training game of the season against the team with, arguably, some of the highest expectations. Allow me also to note I … Continue reading

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Least of the annual 365

Love is a burning thing and it makes a firery ring Yeah? Well, so is ringworm. Love is a queer thing. I can remember many years ago, in the throes of the first pangs that I asked a friend for … Continue reading

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What might have been

I said repeatedly I couldn’t muster any enthusiasm for the Superbowl and I meant it. It’s only now, after the fact, it becomes clear how really close Philadelphia did come and what might have been. . . . amazingly, Owens … Continue reading

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Happy Anniversary Dear Blo-og!

Allow me a brief moment of self-congratulatory enthusiasm if you would: today is the third anniversary of this wonderful site. How things have changed since then. In those heady days of early 2002 we were a nation newly at war, … Continue reading

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