Looking To Twenty-One

We're in the final hour, if I've timed this right, of the most memorable, awful, scary, weird, frustrating, infuriating year of our lives. Midnight absolutely can't get here soon enough. Springsteen warns about that kind of thinking, about rooting on tomorrow to come while missing out on today: My soul checked out missing as I… Continue reading Looking To Twenty-One

Give Us A Break

At some time around 3 o'clock in the morning on November 9, 2016, I sat stone-stunned awake at home, like many of us, thinking that I might never sleep again. I was thinking of my wife and my son, and of Hillary Clinton, and of the tens of millions of people who had just voted… Continue reading Give Us A Break

Quarantine Reflections

Years from now, when we're squeezed hip-to-hip into a stadium somewhere, or we're side-shouldering our way through a party, or jammed into a vestibule waiting to be seated at a noisy restaurant, these past few months will be little more than a gauzy, annoying tic in our collective minds, to be brushed away and left… Continue reading Quarantine Reflections

Whifffff

This week, in a normal world, I'd be throwing my sticks into the back of the car, snagging the biggest Coke Zero I could wrap my fingers around, and motoring off toward South Carolina and my annual golf trip with my brothers. We've recently established, though -- by we, I mean everybody -- that this… Continue reading Whifffff

Moving On

We churn along in this endless cycle, waking up, zombie-ing through the days, eating, sleeping, repeating, repeating, repeating ... (Wait a second. I've been told -- by my partner in pandemic, my compatriot in Covid circumvention, the disease-dodging doyenne of the Donovan-DiLonardo household ((my wife, Mary Jo)) -- that my posts during this coronavirus lockdown… Continue reading Moving On

25 Years Inside the Internet

Anniversaries always provide a convenient time to reflect, especially so now that we're all trapped helplessly inside our homes while a fricking virus ravages the world outside. Sorry. Venting. Won't happen again. Positive thoughts, everybody. Positive. While trying to keep from going hair-ripping, batguano crazy recently -- I usually do this by researching and writing… Continue reading 25 Years Inside the Internet