Category Archives: Americana

Facebook Does It Again

Here is another disturbing article on the echo-chamber monoculture of social media. Take my advice. Quit today, and stay away. Remember what I’ve said before:  Facebook preserves dead friendships in acrylic, and makes them un-move-on-from-able. No, that’s not actually a … Continue reading

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Spooky Time

I love October.  As far back as high school, I identified it as probably my favorite month of the year.  (I say “probably” because every month is a symphony in a different key.) This is the spooky time.  Sunlight is … Continue reading

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The Taco Bowl

Or, Jonathan Goes to Trump Tower. Or, Facts Matter. * I read Vanity Fair‘s mean-spirited 2016 piece about the Trump Grill(e) and its (in)famous Taco Bowl.  To paraphase the author’s quote from Fran Lebowitz, it’s a dumb person’s idea of … Continue reading

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Jerusalem Artichokes

The Jerusalem artichokes on the property are in full (belated) bloom.  I hope for some good, tasty tubers this year. Just a reminder:  the Jerusalem artichoke is native to the eastern United States, and its name is a colorful misnomer.  … Continue reading

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Barbecuing in the Rain

Several times this summer I have doggedly grilled or barbecued despite rain.  Today is turning out to be one of those times. I have pork chops on the Weber getting a bath in hickory smoke.  A few drops have fallen … Continue reading

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History Is This Close

I’ve heard of a few cases like this over the years.  I am amazed that grandchildren of the 18th century are still alive in the 21st.  Amazed, and delighted. History fascinates me, in part because it is incredibly close.  It … Continue reading

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Dear Weather Channel…

Isn’t a hurricane bad enough? Do you have to lie about it? While you’re out there play-acting and bloviating like an infomercial, Fox News had several governors on TV, as well as FEMA.  Get real.

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An Aphorism on the End of Summer

That sweet sadness one feels at the end of summer, as shadows lengthen and yellow leaves fall on the deck chairs:  it is entirely offset by the sweet smell of the first September fire.

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Whiskey Review: Westland

Last fall, for my birthday, I got a bottle of Westland Sherry Wood American Single Malt Whiskey. (Be legal before you click!) I loved it, and before I knew it only two fingers were left in the bottle.  They’ve lasted … Continue reading

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Of All Things, Atari

I didn’t quite literally come of age in a bubble of Gregorian chant, Bach, and the poetry of Robert Frost. I really, truly, did live in the 1970s and 1980s. When I was in college, the first computerized games appeared … Continue reading

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