So I’ve been in not so fine fettle lately. I could go on about my woes (have done so in a sentence or three following that first one, multiple times, and fortunately for all of us I keep scootching the cursor back over them in fits of discretion). Really they
Squirrel watching with the special cousins, Berkeley, CA. After our traditional first-Sunday-of-the-year brunch with the special aunt, uncle, and cousins (who?), we watched a squirrel shimmy up a pole on our porch and lower itself down onto the bird feeder (thus) and, more impressively, cantilever itself over to the bird feeder
Oscar Grant III. Google his name, if you need to, and then get back to me. Another young black man killed in police custody. This time it was in the wee hours of the new year, in a subway station I’ve ridden through since high school. The evidence that he