The year the ball didn’t drop

It was 42 years ago, December 31, 1975, my first year teaching school and I was visiting friends in California during winter break. It took me four days to hitchhike from New Jersey to Los Angeles. After two days in California, it was time for me to head back to NJ. My plan was to… Continue reading The year the ball didn’t drop


Baloney, hot air, nonsense

We're going to make believe that I've been posting regularly and you've been reading regularly and here it is again, the arbitrary demarcation in the stream that is time, the demarcation that says, let's start this whole schmegegge once again. Because I've done some things in 2017 that I'm not allowed to talk about yet,… Continue reading Baloney, hot air, nonsense