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The damage

Rob says: Broken turn signal, broken clutch lever (I just went to BMW and paid $157 for a replacement to make the cycle rideable while I wait for the insurance adjuster to call), damaged front fender, damaged hand guard, damaged exhaust pipe, and shredded cover. That’s what I can see at the moment. I’m going

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Hamleting after all.

Rob signed up for the virtual ticket line last night and, much to our surprise, won tickets to the show. We’re going after all. Just in case you don’t know about the virtual line: While the majority of Free tickets for Shakespeare in the Park are distributed via the Free line at the Delacorte Theater,

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No Hamlet, no cry

Rob and I left the apartment at the same time today, which is a rare occurrence. I kissed him goodbye, got on the train and he headed off to ride his motorcycle. When I got off the train, my phone rang. Rob. He rarely calls me, so I had a sinking sensation. “Hi. What’s wrong?”

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Finishing trash

This is a post that I wrote over two years ago while working on the television show in Iceland. At the time, I held it because there was no way I could talk about this stuff without giving away that we were doing a circus episode. Well, the episode has been out long enough now

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Regressive wordcount

For the last week I’ve been writing 2000 words a day, with the goal of finishing a novel by the 24th. I spent an equal amount of time writing today and wound up with an overall wordcount 90 words shorter than yesterdays. Mind you,today wasn’t a day designated for editing, I just couldn’t get the

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Missing Iceland

After having Icelandic visitors for the last week, I’m missing the place even more. Daddi and Friða left last night, safely, and our apartment seems empty. As much as anything else, I miss the sound of the language when they would quickly chat with one another. I made a few abortive attempts to use my

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Burn, baby, burn

I like this recipe for cookies. What I don’t like is that my oven is running 200 degrees hotter than it should. See those cookies that look like they are completely burned? That’s how much was left on the pan after I chiseled the rest away. I don’t use the word chisel, hyperbolically. Nice, huh?

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An American Marionette Story

Rolande Duprey documents the process of repairing an historic marionette. It’s fascinating and with beautiful photos. Paul McPharlin, sometimes called “the Father of American Puppetry” built a marionette covered wagon with a team of two horses and a driver for the 1933 Chicago World’s Fair “A Century of Progress”. Many years later, the horses and

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Page 123, Fifth sentence

Jayme Lynn Blaschke has tagged me with the page 123 meme. To participate, you grab the closest book, go to page 123, find the fifth sentence, and blog it. Then tag five people. So, the closest book is Clockwork Heart by Dru Pagliassotti, from Juno Books. “The rest of the evening’s guests were trickling into

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