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What, you might ask, am I doing in Cambridge, MA, wide awake — and maybe even slightly buzzed — at 1:27 a.m.? Four pints, Fox News, fig newtons, and Gatorade? I left work at 4:30. My Acela Express — the Amtrak said to whisk one to Boston in three and a half hours — was…

I start each day with a blank white page on a wooden clipboard. On it, I write my to do list, crossing out assignments as I accomplish them. I always write the date in the upper right corner, underlined twice. (I know, it’s all very Virgo of me.) This morning I wrote 9.11.03 and thought…

I reached into the freezer last night for a Healthy Choice frozen dinner. ‘Hmmmm,’ I thought, ‘Chicken parmesan? Or chicken parmesan?’ That’s yesterday in a nutshell. Actually, Tuesday wasn’t all that bad. I got an email from my mother reporting that she had in fact given Mrs. Rogers the four-panel heart painting I’d taken her…

I’ve been having nightmares about work all week long. Two, three, four a night: buildings crumbling, co-workers disappearing, management railing, business suffering. After a night of fitful sleep, I couldn’t wait for the sun to rise this morning so I could finally go to work for real. Imagine my surprise, and pleasure, then, to find…

If you haven’t tried my brother’s salsa — derived from my father’s recipe — you really must. It’s basically tomatoes, jalapenos, scallions, black olives, garlic, and vinegar. But it’s not so much about what it’s made with, but how it’s made. See, most people would use a Cuisenart or some modern, electric chopping gizmo to…

Okay, okay, I acknowledge that yesterday’s ‘What I’ve Learned’ post was a bit of a cop out. Obviously, it was just a coupla’ song lyrics. Lyrics I dig, meaningful lyrics (including one of mine, damned narcissist), but song lyrics just the same. What can I say? It was a daunting thesis, and I was pressed…