Monthly Archives: March 2004
Sleep? I barely remember it. Mud, on the other hand, is very familiar. I’m lying in it. It’s 4:30 a.m. I’ve been up since 1:00 (yes, a.m.). I know if I close my eyes I will pass out. And there’s … Continue reading
Someone is finally trying to do something about plane speech. I should hope so. On my last flight the ticket said “Dinner” and all I got was a bag of pretzels. Also I … oh, sorry, plain speech. P-l-a-i-n. Once … Continue reading
Before you get all excited about this budget, the next election or some other kick of the political mule, let me remind you that we all know politics is sordid.
We must know it. Why else would politicians from William Henry … Continue reading
Say, what ever happened to Fabius Maximus? I don’t mean is he on your couch drinking beer. I mean why don’t we tell ourselves instructive stories about famous people any more.
Some folks might think I’m a snob for reading Plutarch’s … Continue reading