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Far from the Madding Crowd: My First Kidney Stone
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Far from the Madding Crowd. The way I see things. Monday, September 3, 2012. My First Kidney Stone. You never forget your first kidney stone. You never plan to because you never intend to have another. Actually, what I remember as my first kidney stone wasn't actually my first, but I didn't know that at the time. We rented La Fundación. From a really tall, eccentric woman named Carmen Pereira who spoke so fast that even her fellow Venezuelans said they couldn't understand her. And she seemed to take ...
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Far from the Madding Crowd: April 2012
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Far from the Madding Crowd. The way I see things. Thursday, April 12, 2012. On The Hunger Games. What baffles me about the popularity of The Hunger Games. Is how many people are opposed to young people reading it. Now, I must point out that every one that I have personally spoken with who has voiced opposition to it has not read it. One lady was going on and on about how bad it was for her grandson to read it. I asked her, “So you didn’t like it? Then that school needs to be punished. And that lady n...
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Far from the Madding Crowd: July 2009
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Far from the Madding Crowd. The way I see things. Wednesday, July 22, 2009. A few weeks ago I had come home from a bike ride and I was chaining my bike to the street sign outside my building. An old man approached. He was wearing plaid Bermuda shorts and a plaid shirt that clashed, not that I'm the fashion police. He had white athletic socks pulled up almost to his knees and black dress slippers. He said, "That means 'That's life' in French. Do you speak French? I told him that I spoke a little. I asked ...
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Far from the Madding Crowd: June 2008
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Far from the Madding Crowd. The way I see things. Friday, June 27, 2008. There was also some food, a very old, dried up banana and some other things that appeared to have been food at one time. Sunday, June 22, 2008. The best laid plans and a bagel. Tuesday, June 17, 2008. The blind man stood on the road and . . . Last night I rode my bike to work. I left at about 10:15 pm and it takes me about an hour when it is dark out. As I came out the gate of my apartment, I saw to men standing at the corner with t...
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Far from the Madding Crowd: September 2008
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Far from the Madding Crowd. The way I see things. Friday, September 19, 2008. Scenes from my daily 12 miles. New York Harbor with The Lady. Morning exercises, Jersey City in background. World Financial Center Marina. George Washington Bridge and The Palisades. The Little Red Lighthouse (Google it! A killer hill. It is much more painful than it looks. There's a sudden turn at the top. Thursday, September 18, 2008. I love New York! Then I walked past The Plaza and across the way at the Sherry Netherland, a...
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Far from the Madding Crowd: What a night. What a world.
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Far from the Madding Crowd. The way I see things. Wednesday, October 20, 2010. What a night. What a world. I babysat today Jonathan's and Jubi's girls. Jonathan is a white guy. Jubi's family is from South India. After my babysitting gig, I stopped by my CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) group to pick up my weekly delivery of produce. Sweet potatoes. Acorn squash. Butternut squash. I question my choice about carrying around these large vegetables for the rest of the night. After Brad's visit to the ho...
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Far from the Madding Crowd: October 2008
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Far from the Madding Crowd. The way I see things. Thursday, October 2, 2008. When I came out of the park, I was riding down 7th Avenue and the sane thing to do would have been to head west and take the bike path downtown. But I was lured into the riskiness of riding all the way down Broadway. And so, right in the middle of the day, dodging buses, cabs and trucks, down Broadway through Times Square I went. And just as I rode by the bill, there was that big truck with the clever slogan (which I still can't...
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Far from the Madding Crowd: Incident on the M100
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Far from the Madding Crowd. The way I see things. Thursday, May 24, 2012. Incident on the M100. This morning what I really needed was to get home and sleep as soon as I could. But I had to go to the bank. Then I headed home. Normally I would walk but I thought the bus would be faster and I saw an M100 coming so I decided to hop on. But his pride was hurt. So he decided to berate the bus driver. “You couldn’t go around me? You had to get that close? The suit said more words but I didn’t hear. 8220;No," I ...
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Far from the Madding Crowd: Big, Bad City
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Far from the Madding Crowd. The way I see things. Friday, September 21, 2012. Big, Bad City. One night in Caracas, a young man rang our door bell. I have no memory what he told us his name was but for the purposes of this story, let’s call him José. I made up a bed in one of our huge spare rooms for him. I’m quite sure I slept with one eye open that night. At least, I never heard anything and when we woke up the next morning, he was still there. We had breakfast and he went on his way. As far as I know, ...
