Rolling downhill, eastward across the Saint Croix river, I leave the bluegrass stations of Minnesota Public Radio behind, and and play bottom-end-of-the-dial roulette. I find Dar Williams, “Traveling Again”, and […]
The last time I was in Minneapolis, I was a grad student, and I coined a new word for myself: horizontigo. You know ‘vertigo’, right? That disorienting spinning sensation when […]
So many things to still unpack out of my head from the Israel trip – I expect the stories are going to keep dribbling out over the next couple of […]
The conversation is predictable: first you wade through the cloying chatty voice response system and wait on hold for 10-15 minutes. Every 20 or so seconds, the Muzak rendition of […]
After my previous-minus-one post, the wise Miss Em delicately asked that I not try too hard to put out little storycrafted works of literature. That I should just tell y’all […]
The saying around my office is “Pics, or it didn’t happen”. Sadly, I was too busy having fun, and it was only as I was swinging the P-51 around on […]
Man, it’s hard to get back up on the horse. You’ll have noticed that I haven’t been writing (please tell me you’ve noticed?) But when I sat down last night […]
“When the Muse comes, she doesn’t tell you to write; she says, get up for a minute, I’ve got something to show you, stand here.” – Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at […]
Been kind of quiet lately, yes, I know. Back home, with family, and no real travels on the horizon. Work – my “real” work (to the extent that any of […]
At precisely 11:00, a siren wail rose in the distance; seconds later another, closer, joined the chorus. We were halfway down Machane Yehuda, the crowded, bustling vegetable market on the […]
David Pablo Cohn 