Sunday, March 18, 2018

Open It Anywhere

If you read my column in today's Boston Herald, you'll soon find that I'm all over the place. Why? Because, while writing it, I opened my almanac and wrote about whatever was on the page I landed upon. Open an almanac to anything and I'll enjoy something on that page. I love almanacs.

For my birthday a couple of weeks ago, MY WIFE bought me the World Almanac for 2018. I have been engrossed in it ever since. I sit in the room where I smoke and read about such things as average mean temperatures, gross domestic products, all-time leaders in passing yardage, and top-selling fiction of 1965. The book is 1007 pages and crammed with fuel for my thought mill.

Anyway, you'll find some of my ruminations on this Almanac...


... and I thank you in advance for going there and reading.

Soon, with more better stuff.


Wednesday, March 14, 2018

19 Inches

According to a reliable local weather map, that's how much snow we got in the Watertown area today. For those unfamiliar with the exact location, look west of Boston; somewhere near Natick and Concord, more or less. And it is still lightly coming down.

Here's something I wrote about it.

I hope your weather has been more delightful. I'm not complaining, though. After all, it gave me something about which to write and that's always welcome.

Soon, with more better stuff.

Sunday, March 11, 2018

What Time Is It?

I don't know what time you're reading this, but it's possible you don't know either. If you need a clue, there may be one in my column in today's Boston Herald. Here's a serendipitous link!

Serendipitous Link!

As always, I thank you for showing up in this barren wasteland of a blog. No matter what time it is where you are, it's always a time of appreciation from me to you.

Soon (relatively speaking) with more better stuff.

Sunday, March 04, 2018


No, this isn't a post about Roger Maris.

(Baseball fans got that. If you aren't one, don't worry. There won't be a quiz or anything.)

61 is how old I became on Friday.

(Well, I became that old over the course of approximately 61 years. It became official on Friday.)

That's enough of whatever that was. My column in today's Boston Herald is about the age I officially became on Friday. If you'll read it, that would be swell. If you don't, I'll still be 61. Here comes a wonderful link to get you there (or for you to utterly ignore if you don't want to go there.)


OK, see you later. Thanks for coming.

Soon, with more better stuff.