This is an overly long saga about my broken finger. I’m calling it a saga because it began at Saga-Man’s house. Mark Queijo can drive to the local drugstore to buy dental floss and return with a publishable memoir. In fact, he can’t drive to the drugstore without coming back with some kind of this-could-only-happen-to-me […]
Dan Downing (a.k.a. smiling) At the other end of Chris’ musical / celebrity adoration spectrum is where I live. My butt found itself comfortably ensconced in the third row Orchestra at Caesar’s Palace for Elton John’s Red Piano extravaganza last October, spitting distance to where Elton planted his.  The Colosseum was full of screaming, delirious […]
Mike, Have a look at APOD (below) and compare it with the original Adams picture Link (below that)..Even if you convert the color picture to B&W and fiddle with the overall contrast, gamma, andbrightness, you can never get that magical glow of light above the mountains that Adams somehow created. And the contrast in the […]
Mike, Tonight at dinner, Mukul brought down a bottle of sake that he thought we should finish off, since “Sake always goes better with dinner, right?” So after finishing it off along with dinner, I decided to go for a walk in the night. Being well insulated and especially well lubricated, I headed for the […]
Rakkity/Shamaru The space-time confusium Let’s see now, as I write here it’s 8:40 pm JST; that’s 6:40 am EST, so this email is arriving at Central St blog factory just before dawn. It’s Wednesday here, so it’s Tuesday there. These are my thought processes as I write to my intern back at Goddard in MD. […]
Photos of Joe wrestling his opponent at tonight’s meet between Acton Boxborough and Lincoln Sudbury. Those pictures pretty much show the whole match, except for the end when Joe pinned the guy. Matt calls him a “beast,” and now I know why.
Diane enjoyed Saturday night’s Leon Russell concert; I say, put the poor wretch out to pasture. The Bull Run in Shirley is a dinner theater. The dining room’s a perfect rectangle seating three hundred people. The so-called stage is not elevated, and this night’s opening act, a banjo and steel-guitar-playing rockabilly soloist, disappeared below the […]
By Chris View image I think I first became a Bon Jovi fan back in the early 80’s in college. Not just because Jon Bon Jovi is so adorable, but mostly because of that. Mark is a fan as well and my friend Shelley, like me, has gone from fan to fanatic. I love his […]
How’s your hand? Ed The worst thing, beyond not being able to work, is how hard it makes typing. Which only reinforces your god-like status.. Mike You are a better typer than I am, so reverting to one-hand typing is much worse for you than it is for me. But some things are impossible with […]
Just before we headed out the door, Deguchi san explained what he wrote in thenote at the desk. He described the camera, the black pouch, and the blue bag.”What blue bag?” I asked. “Your blue bag on the bench. I put your camera in the pouch, and then into the blue bag”, he explained. “But […]
Saturday Dec 9, 3:00 JST Mukul and I met in the cafeteria and waited for Degushi san, who was going to take us to a nearby hot springs. Promptly at 3, his little grey car drove up to the entrance, and Degushi waved us in. Degushi san is a balding, thin, professorial type, who’s part […]
rakkity/shamaru Mushrooms Houses