Ocean

Outside, there's a light quilt of snow again. It's the kind of day when you're glad to live in the country. In the city, the sno...

You got it, it’s Monday and I’m dead – at the very least tired and not a little unhappy that I cannot watch little doggies march across the ...

I admit, today is balmy, really balmy as compared with yesterday. The morning reading showed temperatures in the teens and those sage predic...

Well now. I didn’t mean it! March is good! (Thoughts upon waking to a chilly 7F outside and a gusty wind, which you know makes it so much mo...

A friend wrote – so far, this winter has felt like one long month of March . I have to agree. And let me say here, for the record, that Marc...

I could write many paragraphs about how often I am reminded that I am no longer really even middle aged. I am, I think, several generations ...

You know your priorities aren’t in order when you start skipping your regular visit to the café – class goes too late, another meeting, too ...

Late afternoon. I’m hanging with the cool guys. Well, okay, cool guys plus Ed who under no circumstance can be characterized as such. ...

By now, any Ocean reader should know not to mess with me on Mondays (this semester). It’s a killer day, made all the more challenging becau...

The pressure of the Super Bowl! If the world around you is watching The Game and you’re not, shouldn’t you be doing something that benefits ...

You know what I love about Saturdays? No... ...It’s the only day where I don’t have to do anything. No classes the next day. No essential c...