Stan Cornyn and the liner notes

In an earlier installment I made a list of the 10 most influential books in my life. It wasn’t easy to do, writing…

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…

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…