A catalog of the stuff in my apartment
Last year when I was in Aruba, I went windsurfing of all things. It’s out of character for me to try sports, especially the ones that involve taking off your shirt in public. But I was on a travel-writing assignment, and when that’s the case I’m liable to do a lot of things I normally […]
As of this month, I have been keeping a journal for 31 years. Not the same journal, obviously. During those three decades I’ve filled up 14 notebooks, and I’m about halfway through no. 15. This comes out to a little more than two notebooks per year since I got going in October 1988, when I […]
At this point, having CDs is like Christianity: so passé it’s embarrassing. Nevertheless, I’ve hung onto a bunch of my CDs. For that matter, I still practice Christianity. Though I stream music like everybody else nowadays, I appreciate a CD’s tidy square packaging, the little booklet of song lyrics that’s often included, and the finite […]
Indirect Objects 