Please Come to Boston

___________________________________________________ The first tme I visited Boston was on New Year’s Day 2001. Gerhard the Grumpy Scaffolding Builder and I had taken the train from Manhattan out to Newark on January 31 to pick up the rental car for our trip up north. Irresponsibly, Gerhard had left arranging the rental car up to me. I […]

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Fond Memories of the KGB

I’ve been silent for the last couple weeks because I’ve been on the road (and then in bed with a cold). Or I think I might just be allergic to the US. The condition which I have chosen to call “The Amazing and Prolific Sinus Production of 2012” (or ASPSP12) began in NYC the day […]

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A Whirlwind Weekend in NYC

Not the one in ParisWould you like to fly ten hours to New York and ten hours back . . . for the weekend? Heck yeah. Why not? It takes me four or five days to get over jetlag when I travel to the US, so last weekend was, in every sense of the word, […]

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More Than I Bargained For

For weeks I’ve been looking for the humorous slant on this story. I know I put it somewhere. Do you know the saying “It’s always in the first place you looked”? Well, it wasn’t there. So I’m warning you on this one: this might get serious. I generally consider myself lucky — I won a […]

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