It seems like every story told about us isn’t meant to be;

I used to be a much more voracious reader when I was younger than I am today, mostly because I have a laptop that can provide me with ample entertainment (or, you know, work) to do on my daily commute.  So this year my reading list has been rather pathetic for the moment, but I’m [...]

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Arial is not Helvetica;

 

April 2, 2008, 5:49 PM, East Norwalk, CT.
 

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And it’s me you need to show–how deep is your love? I really need to learn, ’cause we’re living in a world of fools, breaking us down, when they all should let us be. We belong to you and me;

So I spent Saturday afternoon in a darkened movie theater downtown after a spirited lunch with the boy, his lab-mate and his visiting friend watching Sex and the City.  While not as horrible as I had expected–there were some genuinely funny moments that reminded me of why I loved the show in the first place–there were [...]

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Architects may come and architects may go and never change your point of view. When I run dry, I stop awhile and think of you;

There was a huge rash of deaths on Monday, between Bo Diddley, Yves Saint Laurent, and Anne D’Harnoncourt, that I feel compelled to write something about it.
–Wait–who was that third person, you ask?  Well, I’ll get to that.
It always makes me sad whenever one mentions the Philadelphia Museum of Art and the first association that [...]

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