Why does GenX love superhero movies so damn much?
We don’t have gods or goddesses. At least not in the same way those before us did. We found our own path to the Golden Rule, regardless of whomever is doi...
Author: Scribbler
Construction update
The Star Supply project is moving along. After several months of the house shaking first from the destruction and then from the pile driving, we’re down t...
Raspberry redemption
I’m starting to get a handle on this slightly healthier eating style which also includes trying to stick with more local and in-season foods. It’s s...
The Tome
I’ve been soooo stuck on this damn book. Just looking for those last few chapters and not being able to get pen to paper, fingers on keyboard. Only three ...
Final voyage for the Old Barge?
It’s all disassembled and packed up. New Haven’s Old Barge, possibly the last oyster barge in existence, is heading back home to New York City. It w...
Cleaning out the root cellar
It’s that time of year where we’re finishing up the last of the supplies put up last year and taking stock of what we want to do this growing/pickin...
A place for us?
I don’t deal well with change. I never have. I’ve lived in the same city since I was forcibly transplanted here thirty some odd years ago and have l...
Last call in New Haven
Couldn’t sleep last night. It was a bad pain night. One of those nights where I’m constantly turning over and around in bed like a chicken on a spit...
New Year’s Eve epic brownies
Spending a quiet evening tonight with a bit of the extended family. The hostess is roasting a turkey. I offered to bring a dessert. Sugar and I have an unders...
Open up a vein and bleed
I’ve been stalling since the spring on writing the last four sections of The Tome. Oh the irony. I’m 90 thousand words in and I can’t get the...