We live in a world increasingly saturated with information, and thanks in large
part to the worldwide web, data now flows faster than the speed of light.
Whether this means downloading massive amounts
Last month I committed social suicide.
I deleted my Facebook account.
With no small sense of irony, I went to see The Social Network shortly after.
What struck me about the film wasn’
Your thumbs are aching. Your wrists are burning. But, you persevere. You hit
send. You smile as you picture the delight on the face of the receiver who will
open your clever little
The other night I found myself in a conversation that I may have found rather
ordinary between 2004 and 2007, back home north of Boston or some other
semi-cosmopolitan place, but which felt
“I love everything that’s old: old friends, old times, old manners, old books,
old wine.”
You’ll find Oliver Goldsmith’s words chalked on a coffee-of-the-day board steps
away from the Regional
