Hey, I’m writing from the Ramada Inn in Lewiston this morning. It’s a beautiful, cloudless morning in Maine … and we’ve got two soccer games on tap. Elvis and Johnny Cash are both entertaining here at the Ramada. Oh yeah – and there’s Wi-Fi here at the Ramada, too. Nice (and Go, Bobcats!).
So let’s [...]
First (from The Writer’s Almanac), a wonderful poem by Marge Piercy to start your day with something introspective – before diving into the usual sports-centric deluge! This poem runs along the thought-path I was pursuing last night just before sleep. Guess it may be time to get reacquainted with myself … as soon as the [...]

