Small Moments of Great Reward

Let me make one thing clear from the get-go: I don't ski. The last time I skied, some thirty years ago, I fell and tore enough ligaments...

It is Friday evening after Thanksgiving. The day was sunny but chill; I have stayed inside for most of it. Tonight is chillier yet. The furn...

Last night I was feeling poor. Dirt poor. Meanly poor. But not because of anything so mundane as money. While rarely flush with funds, I usu...

Back in 1990, a guy named Roger van Oech wrote a book called A Whack to the Side of the Head , about unleashing one's creativity. My w...

Monday As I start writing this post longhand, I am sitting at the window counter of the coffee shop at the corner of William and Sandusky S...

    *Milky Way image courtesy of NOVA (PBS).  Six years ago today, at about 2:45 in the afternoon, I learned I had myeloma, which is an in...

While I type these words, it is Sunday morning after the time change. The day seems to be ridiculously early - what do you mean, it is not y...