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My favorite cable network (day job notwithstanding) just went off the air. I didn’t have any television whatsoever for the longest time. Chris and I had an old Sony Trinitron when lived together way back in the ’90s. It had knobs and everything. No remote. But Chris ordered cable, and put an end to that.…

The “Imagine” mosaic in Strawberry Fields had a halo of roses this morning. There was a whole, green apple in the middle. I puzzled on it a moment as I ran by, and then I figured it out. I was 22-years-old the first time I visted New York with any sense of real mobility. Chris…

It wasn’t much of a morning for running, but there I was, sprinting through Central Park in the freezing rain. The cold wind cut straight through my clothes. The freezing rain shot like pin pricks through my skin. It was somehow requisite. Somehow refreshing. A wake up call. After all, today was my first day…

This is a surely harbinger of things to come. I was celebrating my last day off doing what we sometimes describe at work as “banging between boxes.” The Sundance Channel was playing documentaries all day. I watched four (“Disbelief,” “I Am Trying To Break Your Heart,” “No Secret Anymore,” and “Passenger 17”). At the same…

This is a holiday I can rally around. I’m not much for Christmas. I mean, I’m down with JC and all, but I’m not crazy about all the commerce. Or the good tidings. If one more person said “Merry Christmas,” I might’ve slugged ’em. Of course, seeing Christmas through Ethan’s eyes helped. Chris and Jen…

I am walking home from the gym. I am still sweating. My muscles are warm. My vision is clear. I am holding a vente mild in my left hand, and a brown bag with an egg sandwich and orange juice in my right. Counting Crows’ “Time And Time Again” is playing on my iPod. It…