It was one of those mornings; no reason for traffic to be horrific, but it was, anyway. Pulling out of the garage under Big Pink I spied the traffic backed up on Route 50 East in front of the building. Since it is almost a mile to the first of the two lights that slow […]

02 March 2011 (Irish Poet William Butler Yeats.) Slouching Toward Bethlehem Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all […]

(1957 Ford Skyliner, dropping the top in front of the Glass House, Dearborn, Michigan. Photo courtesy FoMoCo.) “Beware the Ides of March. The bastards are at it again.” – Punk Playwright Bill Shakespeare, Act 1, Scene 2, from Julie-the-Caesar I had not quite forgotten why I was in the office. I had decided it was […]

This is the strangest place in the whole world.

I had the opportunity to meet a former Governor of the Sooner State a couple months ago. He is a legitimately great american. He had just begun his term when that nutcase Tim McVey slaughtered the innovents at the ALfred P. Murrah Building in OK City. The Governor – he bristled when I called him […]

(A new Chrysler, or something, at the DC Car Show. Photo Socotra.) I should have been shopping this weekend, getting ready to put out a spread for the Superbowl, but I goofed off and went to the movies and then the Car Show down at the Convention Center. After the profound depth of anger at […]

(Crowd leaving the Hoffman 22 Cineplex in Alexandria yesterday after watching the documentary “Inside Job.”) I was going to share a couple really good pre-Superbowl recipes with you this morning. I have a nice comfortable story in the can so I can go to the Car Show down at the Convention Center this morning and […]