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Look outside. Ohhhhh, warm. A Mr.B kind of morning. I am at an appointment on the far west side. Hurry up, doc, I have to be at a Very Impor...

I set a goal: write five exam questions per day. I wake up early, work through my lectures, meetings, emails and then finally I am ready. Qu...

I had a meeting at Fair Trade Café on State Street this afternoon. I was almost late because I could not find a parking spot. For Mr.B . Why...

Admittedly, the secular aspects of Easter are entirely pleasurable. Bunnies, chiks, pink and lilac eggs, willow buds, tulips, chocolate – am...

STORM UPDATE : So the roof over the loft held steady. True, flakes of the older roof came crashing down as a result of yesterday’s hail stor...

One look outside and I knew it was a Mr.B moment. Warm, balmy, murky, but inviting. I took a spin around Fitchburg. For those not in the kno...

Maybe I wasn’t fair in yesterday’s post. Maybe downtown Madison at this time of the year has its seasonal flair. Today, I am more forgiving....

I was heartened to hear yesterday that the head of the Sicilian Mafia had been arrested. The manhunt had been on for a while. Of course, at ...

In many a post I have come down strongly, viciously almost, against the suburbs. I have punched at them good and hard and I stand firm in my...

I biked over to the far west side to visit the business of an immigrant I know. She works hard and has a complicated personal life which she...

Remember the recent blog post about how happy I am to be out of the yard work business (see post below)? Yes, well, then a friend mentions a...

after downpours and drizzles and thunder and fog, I wake up to a brilliantly sunny Saturday. Naturally, I am inclined to call upon my trav...

Here’s a piece of local gossip: I know an attorney in town who has his own personal clothes shopper. I once asked him whatever for and he ex...

at the loft

Spring, 1966. I am packing. I am thirteen. I am leaving New York. Going back to Poland. My father’s stint at the UN is over. At thirteen, I ...

So what happened this year? I moved downtown in the fall. I have no car now. I walk or bike to and from work. Fantastic, right? Healthy! In...

Sunny, still cool, but sunny. I have three little cards saying that I am entitled to all sorts of bonuses at Banana Republic (BR). Time to c...

I do not create a bloggable life. Indeed, most days, like today, are outstanding in their blog-unworthiness. I got up. I dropped off car key...