Also punctuation. The Little Red School House–the school I went to as a kid–was one of the earliest progressive schools–possibly the first in New York City, where I grew up. The emphasis was on learning by doing and experimentation, and … Continue reading
I am, by nature, a dive-in-and-figure-it-out sort of technology user. This may come from my early days as a computer user, when my then room-mate and sometime business partner dropped a box on my desk and said “we’re doing a … Continue reading
Real Ingredients. I can’t even. What does that mean? Very specifically, it means nothing. It is meant to evoke authenticity: ingredients you are familiar with, so that you feel what you’re buying or eating is healthier, more mindful, more authentic, … Continue reading
That’s from a sign (actually, a lot of signs) I saw last Friday. Partly out of necessity, my place of employment was closed in support of the Climate Strike. The necessity came from the fact that, as the museum is … Continue reading
I watched a lot of cartoons as a young person. Like, a lot. In New York City, where I grew up, we rejoiced in the–at the time–enormous selection of 7 TV channels (including the educational channel), and by 5 o’clock … Continue reading
I had meant to write more about Ireland and Dublin (as if you haven’t already heard enough, but I’m still processing), but I was going through my trip photos and stopped at this one, taken through the window of my … Continue reading
Mad: In the end, due to the Great Rental Car Hassle, we wound up with an automatic-transmission car. We could have kept driving manual, but honestly, driving on the left side and in fitfully pouring rain, driving stick would have … Continue reading
Two of your BVC members are, once again, participating in GISHWHES* this year. If you don’t know, GISH is a world-wide internet-based scavenger hunt for which I, in the past, have made a superhero outfit for my dog, made Laura … Continue reading
Disclaimer: I am not a professional in psychiatry, and my information is several decades old. That being said… Long ago and far away, I did editorial work for a psychiatrist whose specialty was early childhood depression. Given that my degree … Continue reading
There ain’t, I am reliably informed, no accounting for taste. But from time to time I come across something that I have heard lauded for years and years, and my reaction when I finally get to it is… eh. Or … Continue reading
