Travel sucks, travel rocks

We slept 12 hours last night. After not sleeping at all for the previous 29. After sitting in cramped airline seats for 9 hours between Portland and Amsterdam. After blasting eastward through a truncated night and arriving in a strange land with as many signs in English as Dutch. After hanging out for five hours, […]

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My wife’s nearly brilliant future career in futzing

My wife loves food. Cooking it, and eating it. She hates futzing, even though she’s pretty good at doing it. Expert cooks build temples to their talent — restaurants. What if expert futzers did the same thing? Elevate and celebrate the futz, and it might become a pursuit worthy of actually … pursuing. My wife’s […]

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RIP, Mom, this life was not for you

My greatest teacher died the other day, at age 91. For the last 34 years of her life — since retirement — Mom became increasingly angry and bitter. Her disdain for humanity and her smoking isolated her from the rich potential of time and untapped talents. She talked of volunteering and painting and travel, but […]

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