Monthly Archives: March 2007

So, I am sitting on a stationary bike at Bristol Health and Fitness, pedaling lazily. I am far more focused on the book I am reading than I am on the reality that I am supposed to be getting something … Continue reading →

I spent a sizable part of the last month traveling on a book tour, which meant that most days I was eating pretty much like an 8-year-old. Actually, that’s not fair to most 8-year-olds. Let me rephrase that: I was … Continue reading →

Somewhere in Senegal, there is a chimpanzee hunting with a stick. There might be another one there sharpening a twig into a small spear. This is alarming news if, like me, the original “Planet of the Apes” movie from 1968 … Continue reading →

The other day I was asked what my favorite time of the year is in Vermont, and I surprised myself by answering, “March.” It was a reflexive and completely sincere response. Now, I probably wouldn’t have come up with March … Continue reading →

It is an indication of just how uncool I am that last year I was in Los Angeles the night of the Academy Awards, but I spent most of the evening at the airport because the town car that was … Continue reading →