Robert E. Simon, 98 Years Young
Sean MurphyRobert E. Simon, the man who named the town I live in (R.E.S.ton, get it?) turns 98 today. Here he is, in 2006, on the balcony outside his penthouse suite…
Intermission
I'm going to be "unavoidably detained" for the next week and change, storming castles, photographing coastlines and drinking as much Guinness as I'm humany capable of doing. So, while…
Better Git It In Your Soul
It takes a village to raise a family; it takes a forest to write a book.
Looking Into The Sun*
(March, 2000) I look down at my mother as she lay dying. It was worse than I expected. (You don’t expect anything; you worry and fear and anticipate and dread…
Bright Moments*
Question: What’s it all about? Answer: I don’t know. But I do know a few things. I know some of the things that make me tick. Even though I write…
Rebellion*
i. Question: What are you rebelling against? Answer: Whaddya got? The thing most adjusted adults eventually understand is that everyone who marches to that proverbial different beat does so not…
Deconstruction* (Revisited)
I. Il n’y pas hors-texte. Or, there is nothing outside the text. If the names Barthes, Foucault and Saussure (for starters) mean nothing to you, it would be difficult to…
Demotion*
My neighbor, whose name I’ve of course forgotten—if in fact I ever knew it in the first place—(and, being roughly my age, never objects to and always answers my irrefutably…
3.14: Happy Pi Day
If you've never seen Pi, Darren Aronofsky's first (and best) movie, I strongly encourage you to check it out. (Hint: it's not just a number; it's a concept of existence. Or…
Tasting China The Way Peter Chang Intended (Revisited)
And I only am escaped alone to tell thee. Well, it felt that way as I drove alone, into the deep country dark of 29 North, heading for the place…