Circling Crows

On September 11, 2001, we were living in Edgewater, NJ, in a house just across the Hudson from New York City.  After breakfast, my wife, Dia...

“Here,” said Mark, my high school best friend. He had handed me a chisel that looked ancient except for a brand new wooden handle that was s...

I've been reading a lot of webcomix of late and, in a particular series recently, a main character was wearing a t-shirt that said, ...

I have been unhappy with the quality of the audio in the video conversion required to post to this blog, so I decided to begin using YouTube...

As W. A. Mathieu so eloquently put it, we live at the bottom of an ocean of sound and the ambient acoustic world through which we drift and...

It would be an understatement to say that I'm not a huge fan of Philip Glass .  That said, there are a handful of his pieces that I like...

Well, I've been working on this (and kvetching about not having finished it) for so long, that this may be a bit anti-climactic, but, at...