I love the CN Tower.
Bidding a belated farewell to Dr. Eugenia “Gena” Porto, my favorite undergraduate professor.
Lack of instruction prepares youth for lonely lives.
What's left from when I was young.
The things we'll find there.
When we hate others, we stain our souls.
RQ tries to strike up friendly conversation and is assaulted instead.
Statues of the explorer abound in NYC.
Existentialism in the Trump era.
Don't trust the mainstream media.
An exciting announcement from the Quibbits household!
My mistake with Julio.
The romance of toy railroading.
Times are dark and getting darker.
There is nothing patriotic about dying in war.
What makes life bearable?
These are rough and treacherous seas we’re sailing here.
I’m not the one who’s obsessed with masturbation. It’s the culture at large.
People are sometimes hustling for soul.
Twenty things my father gave me.
I’ve been to Iceland twice. It didn’t go well.
High-wire days for Red Sox fans.
Who’ll be the next in line to get hacked—again.
Lonely is as lonely does.
Remembering my mom on the centennial of her birth.
A freebie loosie for you, Burt.
I think I’m going back… to 1948 Manhattan.
Where were you in ’62?
Note to Lemony Snicket: Young Trevor and Finley don’t want to read.
A brew is a brew is a brew… except when it isn’t.