Aimee and I returned tonight from a weekend wedding in Sarasota, Florida, and having finally been a part of the big event she had helped plan with Abby and Dave over the last year, we’re now fully ready to worry about the election for the next two days. My unofficial straw poll of bumper stickers […]

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I didn’t know David Sedaris was such a fan of monkeys before we went to see him at Symphony Hall tonight, but it was certainly clear by the end that he’d be happy to have a monkey make him toast, rummage through his pockets, and scratch his forehead if it itched. The last time we […]

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I venture into Harvard Square too infrequently, apparently, if I am to judge by the changes I see whenever I do head over that way. Today I passed by the location of Cappy’s Shoe Repair, which I knew was going out of business, and found out it has turned into the first ever Cross Retail […]

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Sondre Lerche brought a pop-tastic conclusion to my week of concert-going at the Paradise, as Aimee and I joined the other eighty-odd people not watching the baseball game to see his second show at The ‘Dise (can it be your web address if no one calls it that?) in six months. The last time around, […]

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I returned to the Paradise last night (isn’t that a movie or two?) for a second show in three days, this time to see Sam Phillips. [Not much exists out there on the web on her; this site is pretty out of date. I think her fan base is just a touch too old to […]

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Talk about the wind being taken out of the sails… I came to work this morning to find that now eight months after losing our boss, the one man we’d pegged our hopes on to take his place has taken a job at another institution. Kudos to him; he’s a smart, eminently qualified guy who […]

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The legend of The Libertines precedes them (link to their broken website; very rock ‘n roll) – just take a look at a few of the news stories about them from the past year or so: drug busts, jail, rehab, riots, bandmates breaking into each other’s flats, and the like. I saw them at the […]

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Having missed both Tim and Mari’s wedding and George’s 30th birthday to run the marathon last weekend, I tried to make up for the only one I could, and made the trip to Manhattan this weekend to celebrate a little late. Aimee and I have driven the last five or six times we’ve come to […]

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My sophomore year in college, I took a film class at Hampshire, and as part of the class, we were required to keep a “film journal.” I picked up a journal at Hastings in Amherst to use as my journal, and before long, I’d started writing a little something about each film I saw. That […]

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Aimee pointed it out, and she was right: every building in Chicago seemed to have a revolving door. Aside from a blog entry or two about it, I couldn’t find any info on why Chicago buildings share this unusual feature. A move for energy conservation in the building code is my guess, but I don’t […]

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More on the rest of the trip to Chicago later, first a marathon recap. While I can’t negotiate stairs with any kind of grace, I’m feeling pretty good 48 hours later, and I’m happy with the way things went. The day was really perfect, considering all of the factors involved in something like this. I […]

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I spent time on the floor of my office, stretching, this morning. I was never without my Nalgene bottle today, drinking as much water as I could remember to drink. I stretched on the bus over to Aimee’s, and watched as we drove by all my running routes from the past year. As far as […]

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In case you care to follow along, that’s my number in the marathon on Sunday. I don’t think they have a cool runner tracker like the New York City Marathon does (which of course allowed us to track P. Diddy as he ran last year). I’ve set up email and text message alerts to family, […]

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That’s where Aimee and I found ourselves Sunday afternoon in Northampton, waiting to cross King Street and head into downtown. I was pleased to stand there and do nothing, as Aimee insisted on faking a phone call in order to distract herself from celebrity-proximity-embarassment. I didn’t do the unthinkable and actually talk to them, but […]

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