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Heirloom tomatoes. Accompanying a bunch of grilled things -- scallions, mushrooms, meats, all of it. The best of the suburban life (of which...

So how anxious was I to seal the deal? Anxious enough that the first offer, representing, as my economist pal figured out, 93% of the aski...

The lead story on CNN is about the tornado that touched down yesterday evening in Stoughton, just outside Madison. Oh, how well I know that ...

It could not have been crazier. The minute I finished posting on the blog yesterday, the avalanche intensified: one car stalled, without pow...

Never has time pushed ahead so forcefully, never have so many changes happened in such a brief period of time. When I am not on my bike, I a...

My life today is about dead cars and unplugged phones and missed deliveries and weedy yards and shiny floor surfaces (all the above required...

My first post from the loft (dial-up). I am sitting here mulling over bits and pieces of conversation overheard at a loft party. What do I m...

There is this pack of former Badger Cab drivers that I have gotten to know. A diverse and good bunch of people, always willing to lend a han...

Hey, did I see you on Mineral Point on the bike yesterday, early in the evening? Yes. Was there a rolled-up carpet precariously balanced on ...

If you take walking desires of daughter no.1, add them to walking desires of daughter no.2 and then multiply them by my own, you basically g...

When I first moved to Wisconsin, more than 25 years ago, I was completely overwhelmed by the sky. Somehow it seemed to occupy more space tha...

When there is too much day within a day, then the energy level to write anything sensible about it goes WAY down. You will understand how i...

...but it will be late. ...though with photos. ...not very good ones. ...so it goes.

…to when you were a student. Academics have a way of recalling their halcyon days of studenthood by coming together during annual profession...

There is a hell of a lot of hopscotching and jump-roping going on this week-end. Or maybe it is more like a dust storm , swirling masses of ...

Sometimes you get only an hour, sometimes a year, sometimes more. And when that space opens up for you, so often you go from telling your st...

The day is a blurr. I know I spent part of the morning tidying the loft, making it ready for an official move-in. It is not clear why I need...

I am an apartment dweller again. [Sort of. On paper anyway] Oh lofty place, you are awesome! And you offer another approach to life. I met a...

One bonus of being a total advocate of healthy living is that annual check-ups provide opportunities to chat in a friendly fashion with your...

Tomorrow I am handed the keys to this: [The suburban house where I am currently living is not quite sold yet, but one needs to secure new sh...