The women in my family have a history of some osteoporosis. My doctor insists I get more calcium to get ahead of it, and I quite agree. I comply by drinking a full glass of low fat milk almost every night, poured over a base of Baileys Irish Cream. I was never a fan of Baileys straight up, but in a tall, cool glass of milk, the whisky/cocoa/cream emulsion makes for a heavenly, festive libation. The...
Saturday, April 28, 2007
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Unloved by The New Yorker Cartoon Judges
I’ve been eyeing the New Yorker cartoon contests in the back of the physical magazine for a while now (that magazine and the Atlantic being the only nonelectronic media I still susbcribe to).I took the plunge the other week, and entered a quip online. I thought I had a good chance. One of the finalists had the same idea that I did, with different wording.Here’s my non-finalist caption to the cartoon...
Friday, April 20, 2007
Sabah El Kair Iraq: Good Morning Iraq
The news this week out of Baghdad is relentlessly grim. The NY Times reports that a suicide bomber killed 10 people today, following the 171 who died in the capital in the deadliest day since the American-led security plan for the city took effect two months ago.Amid the smoke and the pain and the horror, one has to wonder: will there ever be a dawn to this long nightmare of failed policies and vengeful...
Monday, April 16, 2007
Requiem
These hearts were woven of human joys and cares,The years had given them kindness. Dawn was theirs, and sunset, and the colours of the earth.These had seen movement, and heard music; known Slumber and waking; loved; gone proudly friended;Felt the quick stir of wonder; sat alone;Touched flowers and furs and cheeks.All this is ended.From a poem by Rupert Brooke. Deep prayers for the souls of those murdered...
Saturday, April 7, 2007
Travels with Cadfael: ". . . the problems of two people don't amount to a hill of beans"
The weather in Prague continued grey and raining. I was hating the city all around--it was crowded and cold and chaotic. I was very happy when it was time to leave. Cadfael and I headed into Hungary, and everything started brightening. You're out of the woodsYou're out of the darkYou're out of the nightStep into the sunStep into the lightKeep straight ahead forThe most glorious place - BudapestWhat...
Thursday, April 5, 2007
As I Was Walking to St. Ives . . .
Well, not really to St. Ives. And there were no seven men, or wives, cats, sacks, or kits. But I have been walking around town alot lately, to get in shape for an upcoming walking tour of the Italian Lake District in July.On Sunday morning I walked north on Broadway, and near Columbus Circle I passed the Reverend Al Sharpton and his entourage. He is shorter and trimmer than on tv. About twenty blocks...
Monday, April 2, 2007
Meet La Bella Shelley
Shelley, a blogger who runs At Home in Rome, is a real life, honest to God, urban legend. She went to Rome for a month break inbetween jobs, met Alessandro the first day she was there, and she and her Italian are now on their honeymoon. Wow.I landed on At Home in Rome last year via Andrew Sullivan, who linked to Shelley’s musing on gorgeous priests of the Vatican calendar she had seen around town....
Sunday, April 1, 2007
What Flavor of Fool?
I'm a fool to want you, I'm a fool to want youTo want a love that can't be true A love that's there for others tooEverybody plays the fool, sometimeThere’s no exception to the rule, listen babyIt may be factual, it may be cruel, I aint lyingEverybody plays the foolThese foolish things, remind me of youWhat kind of fool am I? That never fell in love—Fools rush in, where angels fear to treadAvril Lavigne...
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