Monthly Archives: June 2017

If you had told me a couple of years ago I would be listening to rap music, I would have told you you were crazy. Rap was okay, but it wasn’t music, was it? That was before Hamilton (which at … Continue reading

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“We’re America’s ghostwriters.”

My favorite piece from the Hamilton Mixtape. I wish I could send this to every member of Congress and the Administration. I know, however, that the people most in need of a change of heart will not be swayed by … Continue reading

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Perspective.

While I am recovering, I am watching a lot of television (but no news). Today’s feature: the last day of the Royal Ascot race meeting in London. Talking about the weather, the announcer said “Still quite warm here — 73 … Continue reading

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Gaudi.

Every so often there comes an artist who changes how you think about art, about the world, about life. Artists whose works were beloved when they were alive and artists who were only appreciated after they were dead. Leonardo, Cervantes, … Continue reading

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Hi there! Miss me?

Note to self: never even think, let alone say out loud, anything along the lines of “I have seen the Sagrada Familia, I have walked inside an opal, I can die happy now.” Because Fate will look down her nose … Continue reading

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Barcelona

Traveling in Europe has challenges for someone like me who has an impossibly hard time with languages other than English. And in Barcelona, I not only don’t know one language, I don’t know two. When I was growing up, I … Continue reading

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Transit to Spain.

Once upon a time, a woman called Super Shuttle for a ride to the airport. For her 7:30 flight, they picked her up at 3:45. AM. It might not have been so bad, except Penwiper, distraught that yet another of … Continue reading

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