I got up just before sunrise, jumping out of bed and throwing back the covers, to check to see if the Atlantic City hotel I was in had bedbu...

The phone across the aisle rang—loudly—all the way to Atlantic City. And the bus sure was skanky. I'd been fooled by the Greyhound Lucky...

Boarding the Greyhound for the 2.5 hour ride to Atlantic City, I score a seat to myself. A minute later, a tall, athlete-sized man leaves th...

I made my first dovetail joint last night in woodworking class. Woodworking school is SO much fun. I'm not sure why...perhaps it's b...

Last night, I went to Tamara's house for dinner. I'm not big on pork, though I like the really unhealthy kind (bacon). But I had to...

My friend Ursula stumbled over this today. It's the 3-D Atlas for sale on Mindware.com. Glad to see these are back in stores. They beca...

I had to go to a wedding at 5:30 on Saturday. The couple had been kind enough to have the wedding in Manhattan. At least I didn't have t...

My Google Alerts went off this morning. Amusement.

I'm overdoing it, as usual. This past week, I wrote three short articles on Atlantic City for the AOL SEED site, taught my class, got a ...

On Sunday morning, I was trying to decide if I should go to an intermediate Photoshop workshop (no), or to finish my freelance assignment du...