The Ken Burns documentary on Ernest Hemingway ended a few minutes ago. I watched all three episodes when they aired and wouldn’t have missed it for the world. Check out my “What I’m Reading” page and you’ll see a lot of books about Hemingway. That’s in addition, of course, to his own works, of which I’ve read pretty much them all and that predate this here website. As I wrote in one of those reviews, I have “an off-again, (more…
First, let’s state the obvious: I’m homeless. Literally. I have no home, no (real) address, nothing of a permanent nature in my life. I have a mailing address (in the southern Massachusetts town of Randolph) with a mail-forwarding service where what few items of snail mail I still get are delivered, but I do NOT live in Randolph, that’s for sure. When I punch in the zip code into a gas pump to confirm that it’s my credit card, I…
baptism 1b : a…rite using water for ritual purification 2 : an act, experience, or ordeal by which one is purified, sanctified, initiated, or named ONE I talk to myself a lot when I surf. That actually shouldn’t surprise anyone since surfing might be the most incorrectly named activity on Earth. “Sitting on a piece of fiberglass in the ocean doing nothing with occasional spurts of intense activity,” would be more accurate. That means there’s a lot of time for…