Last night, two unusual things happened: We gathered for dinner with friends, and we talked of traveling. Those assembled were no...

While this does not specifically qualify as a blog post, it is a post about a blog. In another life, I was an innkeeper. From November...

The idea of Cliff Clavin as a metaphor for the decline and fall of the United States of America is interesting because at the time of the...

There it sits: Draft #2 of my novel Where Dogs Live Forever, created on a 1969 Remington Mark II portable manual typewriter. The...

It does not seem to make any sense. From afar it is a non sequitur. Where does it fit in? Not with teaching. Not with writing. Not with...