Happy birthday Grace! FIVE. Wow.


The most marvelous visit with Gloria this weekend. It’s an immense treat to have a day and an evening to simply HANG OUT! The children fell deeper into their joint infatuation with Aunt Glo. More details to come, but this cartoon is for you, Glo!!! We love you.

It’s a Princeton day, through and through. Both kids in their garb, going to pick Gloria up at Logan at 11, looking forward to seeing assorted Princetonians at the tailgates.

Aptly, as I ran this morning, Cambridge’s streets were a soggy blaze of bright orange leaves.


“The sterner part of me, the part that’s determined to be nobody’s fool, says, ‘Just admit it. God is a fiction we’ve invented to help us live with our awareness of our own mortality.’ … But at the same time, a universe with no ordering intelligence of any kind is so barren … Do I, does anyone, really and truly want to be so undeluded as to live in a world wholly devoid of mystery and magic?” – Michael Cunningham

Ambien has turned against me!

It now consisently wakes me up at 5:00-5:30. Worse than a toddler!

Need a new emergency use sleeping crutch, clearly. Boo. Day ahead looms long indeed.