Shhhhhhh!

My latest piece in the Boston Herald takes place in the "Quiet Car".

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Soon, with more better stuff.

Memorial Day

What I have to say can be found on the pages of the Boston Herald. I hope you find it worthwhile.

Thank you.

Jim

It's a Beautful Day in the Neighborhood

My tribute to Mister Rogers is in today's Boston Herald.

Thanks for reading!

Soon, with more better stuff.

Happy Mother's Day!

My Mom, at some various stages during our lives, in chronological order...

Christmas, approximately 1961. My Mom with hands on my shoulders.

First Communion, a Catholic ritual wherein parents buy a white suit that will never be worn again.

During my days as a (barely) working musician. Mom seems tickled. Maybe it was a contact high.

My wedding. Mom with hands on shoulders. Niece Alyssa arguing theology with MY WIFE.

Thanksgiving the year MY WIFE was in the witness protection program.

My Mom eating something, which is what people do on occasion.

Mom with my late stepfather Bill.

Our latest Thanksgiving. Mom on the far left.

My Mom is the best mom. At least, that's what I say in my latest piece for the Boston Herald.

If you disagree, too bad.

Soon, with more better stuff.

I Prefer Rabbit's Feet When They're Attached To Living Rabbits

However, all other good luck charms you use in order to give the Boston Celtics an edge in tonight's game will be appreciated.

For a more in-depth look at the subject, please see my piece in today's Boston Herald.

(Oh, who am I trying to kid? There's nothing in-depth about anything I do. It's mostly fun - I hope.)

Thanks for reading (and for any curses directed Washington's way.)

Soon, with more better stuff.

I Am SOL* When It Comes To Sol

I like a nice warm day - more and more as I get older, actually - but the sun and I are not best buddies. That's the subject of today's piece in the Boston Herald. I hope you'll head over there (or, better yet, buy an actual hard copy) and read what I have to say. By all means, feel free to leave your own comments concerning memories of sun-related stuff.

Thanks for reading!

Soon, with more better stuff.

*Shit Out of Luck, for those fortunate enough to have not run in the same obscene circles I have.