I have this very vivid memory cataloged somewhere in the file folders of my brain. Every now and again, a word, a story, a picture, a something evokes a recollection of this event. I was at the Dall...Read More
When I was doing my graduate research in England, I shared a terraced house with two undergrads, one of whom I will call Phil. It was rather unheard of to see Phil before noon, but one morning he emer...Read More
I admit it. I sometimes like country music. Bypassing stereotype muses of beer and bad breakups; one can find depth, pathos and metaphor. Back in 2001, one of my favorite songs was (and still is) by t...Read More