Bill on June 12th, 2014

Hi, I haven’t written one of these little posts in such a very long time that you’ll be forgiven for thinking that I’d lost interest–or perhaps for thinking that some guy named Guido had broken both of my thumbs and they were healing badly. But the real reason I haven’t written is the usual reason […]

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Bill on April 26th, 2013

I used to think that my wife had an infinite supply of ChapStick. It was seemingly everywhere, the car, the kitchen counter, the knapsack. It was in every room in the house, on many of the shelves and in many of the drawers, even, inevitably, rattling loose in the clothes dryer with all of the […]

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admin on August 19th, 2012

Conventional wisdom has it that  travel expands one’s horizons. I’ve been testing that hypothesis this summer and have discovered that the horizon is not the only thing that can be broadened by travel. Over the past six or eight years I’ve met lots of people who live, or regularly visit the little village of Las […]

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Bill on April 27th, 2011

When you find yourself weighing the imponderable questions in life—“what does it all mean,” “who is actually as important as they appear,” “will the meek even WANT their inheritance,” etc., you may find yourself wondering why we are here. There are worse responses than the one posited by the band Devo: “We are here to […]

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Bill on October 30th, 2010

Hi, Incredibly enough, I’m in Texas. Have been for a month. You’ve probably heard that Texas is big. Well, Texas IS big. It is also largely boring. You may not realize this (I didn’t) but the ambient daylight is very, very bright. “Glaring” is not an extravagant exaggeration. “Why Texas,” I can hear you thinking. […]

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