Old Bands

At some point, I think we all have deep thoughts about what our legacy will be to the people we love, the people we help (or hurt) and the people we work with. I don’t know what the guy I worked with at Target in late 1998—the one with the metal bar installed through his… Read more

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The 2018 Royal Apocalypse

It’s Thursday night in late July, so I thought it might be a good idea to put together some New Year’s Resolutions. Well, one resolution, anyway. I need to write more. I need to set a goal, and I need to feel bad if I don’t hit it. So, here is my resolution, and I… Read more

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Oranges

  Okay, the guy sitting across from me on the train just finished peeling an orange, and it smells wonderful. Generally speaking, the scents one experiences in transit are something less than great. Actually, the olfactory assault is usually quite intense. After trying to mask the body odor of a half-dozen intransients on the subway… Read more

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Lullaby

Last night, my younger daughter was doing her normal fidgeting in the crib before she fell asleep, when she made a new demand. “Sing A-B-C,” she muttered while flipping her pillow over and over and over again. I realized in that moment that I sing to her much less than I did her older sister.… Read more

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Dry Erase Dreams

Sharon drew a line across the giant white board. Then, she drew one down the left side. “What we need is a matrix,” she said. It sounded like a pretty good idea. “We’ll put the messages we need to send across the top, and the people we need to talk to on the side.” We… Read more

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Three and Oh!

Watching the Royals go 3-0 to start the season isn’t a crazy idea. Most teams, even bad ones, can string together three wins on occasion. What has been most satisfying about this opening week binge on wins is that they have come with so much competence. By far, the worst performance has been Danny Duffy… Read more

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