Unplug and Reboot

Last night My Life’s Editor and I settled into our couch in our TV room to watch Mr. Djokovic play Mr. Zverev in the US Open semi-final.  I sat back, she laid out lengthwise on the couch and plopped her feet on my lap, in foot rub mode.  Foot rubs get my contract renewed eachContinue reading “Unplug and Reboot”

Another Trip, Another time

I backed My Life’s Editor’s molten orange CRV into a post yesterday in St. Augustine. The good news is the boxes with cupcakes and brownies from the Casa de Sueños B&B survived undamaged. My justification for backing into the post was that herself had brought up a map on the “Driver Information Interface” screen, ratherContinue reading “Another Trip, Another time”

“Downtown, Everything’s waiting for you”

Five years ago, My Life’s Editor and I unloaded half our books and all our brown furniture (rejected by kids and consignment shops) and moved into a condo in the beating heart of St. Pete.  “So, how do you like living, ah, downtown?” a friend asks, dubious, as if he meant to say, “How doContinue reading ““Downtown, Everything’s waiting for you””

My Lost Cause

Henry Adams (1838 – 1918), Harvard graduate and pedigreed Boston Brahmin, was a great-grandson of John Adams, the 2nd President, and a grandson of John Quincy Adams, the 6th President. American Studies majors are not permitted to receive their college diploma until they have read The Education of Henry Adams, his autobiography. The CliffsNotes versionContinue reading “My Lost Cause”