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Wear your stuff

Today, the mailman dodged the remains of Tess’ pirate birthday party (how on earth is she 4 already?) and walked the pirate plank to the porch to deliver an electric bill, 2 Visa card applications, a reminder to donate blood, a New Yorker, a Sun magazine, a note from a …

Tell me a joke…

In July, I’ll leave to teach at the Summer Institute for Intercultural Communication in Portland, Oregon, for several weeks. I’ll teach three courses there this summer with three amazing colleagues: Humor and Play as Intercultural Tools, Training at the Edge: Experiential Tools for Intercultural Learning, and Using Storytelling to Lead …

Spamalot

As much as I enjoy being told how I can enlarge various parts of my body for $19.99, that I’ve won the lottery in the Netherlands, and that a time share in Papua New Guinea is waiting for me, after spending today deleting many spam comments on 37days, I’ve decided …

Take a break. Watch art.

Women. Art. Women in art. 500 years of female portraits in Western art. Take a break. Make a cup of tea. Watch, listen, enjoy. Just because you can?

Remember

In celebration of the real meaning of Memorial Day in the U.S., an 1876 flag with 38 stars that we hang on our porch for Memorial Day and the Fourth of July and other days when the happy spirit of patriotism strikes. It is easy in our hip, intellectual, urbane …

Oh, my

Just imagine. Let’s all go.There are moments when the whole system of patronage makes such sense – those fantastic wacky Medicis who supported artists (my buddy Uccello for one) and writers – their largesse would allow us all to journey to Key West to sit fawning like a teenager at …

Pirates, and now poets

We’ve hit the lottery here at 37days this week. First, actors playing pirates playing rock stars playing pirates. And now poets. Thanks to Sally for emailing to let me know that my beautiful Billy is on Prairie Home Companion today. The moon must be in alignment with something.

Eat breakfast on a lake

“A lake is the landscape’s most beautiful and expressive feature. It is earth’s eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature.”- Henry David Thoreau “Let’s grab a cup of coffee sometime soon,” I emailed. “Sounds good,” Brooks emailed back. “It’s supposed to be a beautiful …

Pirates, tonight

Ahoy there, matey. I’m just sayin‘. As I might have said before, once or twice or thirty eleven hundred times. It’s a swashbucklin’ kind o’ day. Aaarrrrr.

A lanyard for Mama on Mother’s Day

I made two memorable gifts for Mama in my childhood. One was an Ivory dish detergent bottle with the top cut off, made into a vase, and colored with markers to look like stained glass (do you remember it, Mama? Is it in my annex in the attic along with …