Barcelona, Back To Texas, Viewing The Ruins
The room might not have been great, but Barcelona still was. I only had the afternoon to do all the things I'd planned, if I could beat back the drumbeat of the oncoming chaos I was sure would greet me...
View ArticleNotes From An Attic: The Never-Ending Vacation, Maimondes' Autograph,...
Two months since I've touched this blog? Apparently so. And a very odd two months it's been. To recap: in early October, while on vacation in Spain, I received photos of water seeping outside the door...
View ArticleChanges, Part 1
What, no posts since Christmas Eve? But that's what it says here, so it must be true.The why is a combination of things. I was homeless -- technically -- for a couple more months after that last post,...
View ArticleWhen I'm 68 1/2
I don't get asked to do this sort of thing much anymore, which is fine with me, since for the most part I'd rather write about other things or work on my book, but someone was kind enough to send me...
View ArticleThanks, Henry!
Monday morning, I got up, ate breakfast, and started the coffee, after which I headed into my office to see what disasters had befallen the world since last night. I also checked the e-mail and, as...
View ArticleRye Bread and Ghosts
Yes, I'm well aware that it's been six months since I've posted here, but it's been pretty crazy. I'm trying to get this second (and final) volume of The History of Rock & Roll done -- it's due in...
View ArticleThis Is The Stuff, A Tale of Two Restaurants
Every now and then, it becomes necessary to head over to Louisiana and visit my old pal Mr. LeJeune for some of his superb meat products, most notably garlic sausage and tasso. In the 40 or so years...
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