Monthly Archives: August 2011

So about the title of this series. When I was a kid I often went to the Collins Memorial Pool in Williamston, named after a local boy who had drowned in the gravel pit. Some fearless people like my brother … Continue reading →

This is not an ideal way to work. I’m sitting in a McDonald’s having just bought a latte (small) to justify setting up the laptop here. The reason I am here is the Starbucks just across the way doesn’t have … Continue reading →

The forces that bring men together socially are limited. Usually they involve large bags of chips of some sort, something to dip them into, a great quantity of beer and a big-ass screen on which to watch other men fling … Continue reading →

As an intermittent meditator for more than 30 years, I occasionally look for strategies to help me resume a regular practice. Lately I have taken to meditating while holding a cup of coffee. This may seem reckless and anti-meditative, since … Continue reading →