Not Your Father’s Shoplifting
I remember well my family’s second desktop computer. It was bigger and faster
than the clunky Packard Bell that was our entry into the digital age. This new
computer, a Compaq, was
music
Music from Life
We are often told that our sense of smell is the means of perception most
closely associated with memory. For instance, for me, “childhood” smells like
the hot vinyl upholstery of a 1980
An Unlikely Guide Points The Way Home
It is early in the morning on my deadline for this column; I was up before the
dawn. I’m notoriously late in delivering my work to the editor, which is
probably why
Christmas: The Final Frontier
Abnormally busy city sidewalks are crammed with shoppers shoving other shoppers
out of the way on the “rush” home with treasures they could’ve gotten on
Amazon.com [http://www.amazon.com], but
Hear The Forest For The Leaves
I am a musician.
I’ve spent most of my life learning to play instruments and studying music –
history, theory, composition, performance. A lifetime’s pursuit, the study of
music is never complete.