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Dear Trek bike person, You made me laugh and laugh this afternoon! The final straw was when you told me you couldn’t take a look at my bike ...

At what point do you tell your aging parent this: no more. You cannot continue to frown upon the life I live and the decisions I make. I wil...

A late afternoon at the Madison’s Memorial Union. So hot! Must be near 100. Friends decide to take out their pontoon boat. They motor over t...

from the Union shore: a dazzling sun; the water tempts... 

from the Union shore: watching others sweat it out 

on the boat: those crazy hazy days of summer 

on the boat: united under unfriendly skies 

unfriendly waters whippin' around the frail wooden dock 

I heard today from one of my oldest American friends and from one of my newest. My oldest, Kathy, suggested an outdoor latte early in the mo...

who wouldn't want this first thing in the morning... 

My newer friend is Q. I first met him on a train in Poland (described here ). Q was concerned when he heard I am canceling a trip to Europe,...

Empty shells Made better With the gutting Of inside space. Turning it into Something new Not without faults Gritty and daring. Random words ...

Lorrilard tobacco warehouses: someone thought to gut them and turn them into living spaces 

looking down from a lofty room 

bright lofts and curving shapes 

bold skylights and pipes against dark, old timber 

There is this obnoxious trait that some people have of wanting to take free stuff if it is offered to them and they have a need for it. For ...

Notes from the night that followed the bike crash : By ten at night my upper leg had ballooned to such a large size that it felt like I had ...

Comments from readers concerning morning bike crash : (a proper subject heading might be:) For whom the Bell … My sympathy for your loss of ...

Mr. B waits while I look downtown at Madison's old tobacco warehouses