Some people, my wife among them, hate airports, airplanes, and all the recycled-air and bustle of people hassle of air travel. I’m from an rare breed that loves airports, the smell of unburned kerosene, the rush of jet engines, the…
Each one of these Odes involves a fair amount of research, reminding me how long I’ve been doing this. What part am I on again? Have I really written about this five times already? Ahh, but this isn’t about the…
Chalk one up for the marvel of the market system. Five minutes after my last post I’d found a mug that looked like it would fit the bill. One hour later I walked to a Starbucks two blocks from my…
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