Monthly Archives: June 2013

R.I.P., Richard Matheson

I first heard about Richard Matheson back in the 60′s, when I watched a Saturday afternoon TV showing of The Incredible Shrinking Man. I was ten or so, and the cat scared me to death, ditto the spider. But, that ending…I was blown away, … Continue reading

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The people you run into

So, just strolling around the Winchester City walking mall after buying a pair of water shoes so I can wade the Shenandoah in search of the wily brown trout, when I came across these guys: The Presidents of the United … Continue reading

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Does not the stone rebuke me?

Hied I, to the Shakespeare Theater in the District to see The Winter’s Tale, a play I knew nothing about and deliberately did not research because I wanted to see if Shakespeare could still be deciphered in this American Idol … Continue reading

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My Top Five Favorite Books

I turned 58 years old the other day. The horror, the horror. So, I gots to thinkin’ about which of the millions of books I’ve read (and it depresses me that phrase doesn’t read the “millions of dollars I earned” … Continue reading

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