Mental music

Mental illness comes in many forms. Mine renders me functional to the extent that I perform enough work to get paid now and…

New Year’s Eve

Crowds of people are not my idea of a good time. I like my space and I don’t like noise. Crowds of drunk…

Hollywood Park, Texas, teemed with children in the early 1970s but my playtime involved only a handful of them. Beverly and Suzie, who…

Dear Mr. Dukakis, I read the article about you in the Boston Globe a few days ago. At first I thought just that…

In last night’s dream I was lounging in a slouchy, ’50s-teenager kind of way against the corner of a building on the Harvard…

There are people who go gaga for sandwiches. You don’t have to look very far to find folks who live for grilled cheese…

I am not much for competition in any form or forum, but in the kitchen it appeals to me even less. The proper…

(I joke a lot but what I’m about to tell you is not a joke.) A comment came in to my blog today….

The worst roadside restroom I ever visited was in northwest Indiana. It was 1989 and a friend and I were on a late-night…

People in many regions of the country have their distinctive dialects and colloquialisms. One man’s dinner is another’s supper. Y’all and youse are…