Years ago — about twenty-five, I believe — I embarked on the study of Yoga. It was a time in my life fraught with children of all ages, and I needed something relaxing for myself two nights a week. So

 … finish reading The Breathing Will Come

I head for New York City tomorrow morning, early. I’ve been heading for NYC early the past ten years, mostly to work. But this time it’s all about play. I’m visiting my son, Keith, and his partner, Chris; and fredflare.com,

 … finish reading New York

Due to pressing engagements — working out, piano lesson, appointment at Starbuck’s to purchase a latte, cocktails with a friend — I moved my test driving of a possible new car to tomorrow. In the meantime, I’ve decided I will

 … finish reading Car vs. Piano

This was the weekend I usually only dream about.

After visiting Blake at the local car dealership to consider whether I want to buy a new car or hang on to my current one, Earl and I returned home; he

 … finish reading Idyllic Weekend

“The Simpsons” is one of the summer’s hot movies, not only from a ticket sales perspective but also from all the collateral marketing in fast food restaurants, on web sites, and in toy stores.

My knowledge of the phenomenon,

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I never listen to Tracy Chapman without thinking of Rachel, my stepdaughter in another life. It was she who introduced me to Tracy when we were all young.

I hadn’t thought of Tracy in years actually, but I found an

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Today I return to piano lessons. I’ve taken a five week hiatus, the first ever since I started with teacher Julia Oberheu going-on six years ago. It’s been strange.

I took the break because I could see that there would

 … finish reading Five Easy Pieces

When I was a child, I often visited my Aunt Alice and my Uncle Dick during the summer. One thing I remember from those golden days is that Uncle Dick worked long hours, leaving in the morning before I rose

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