Category Archives: In the neighborhood

Don’t ask. Don’t tell.

Was listening tonight about the freeze on the freeze of don’t ask don’t tell. OK, I’m only going to say this once. What difference does it make? Do they actually ask some people – are you hetero? No. There shouldn’t … Continue reading →

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A new day, a new song

Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened. Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down the dulcimer. Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to … Continue reading →

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Found in the parking lot

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nothing is the same but change

I am too lazy to look up the french but you know what I mean – the only constant is change. Things around me have been changing and I feel it coming to me to decide for sure what the … Continue reading →

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schadenfreude on drugs

It goes without saying but I’ll say it anyway: A little later, I saw the black car with Massachusetts plates which had passed me in a no-passing zone just west of Nassau pulled over by the state police. That is … Continue reading →

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