Author Archives: mike

Well, I certainly put my foot in my mouth with my most recent post-the one in which I was whining and opining about the Winter Olympics being a yawn, yawn event. My post was hardly cold to the touch when … Continue reading →

So the 2014 Winter Olympic games are soon to begin in Sochi, Russia;-yawn, yawn! In my less-than-humble opinion the only activity in the Winter Games that can be legitimately called a sport is the hockey tournament; here at least there … Continue reading →

I would like to use this blog as a vehicle for conveying my warmest wishes to you, my dear readers, on this December Solstice 2013. For me the winter Solstice has far greater significance than any of the man-constructed festivals … Continue reading →

While driving home yesterday from the establishment where Tom K. and I had partaken of an early evening beverage, I caught sight of a very tiny sliver of new moon in (weak) conjunction with Venus. Being of a romantic nature … Continue reading →

This is political theater at its most delicious; President Obama puts his Syria strike on hold to await a vote of approval by Congress. Yes, friends, that is the same Congress that has determinedly and unfailingly turned away every proposal … Continue reading →

Until further notice, this blog will be called “The View from the Knacker’s Yard”. For the uninitiated, a knacker’s yard is a place, a field or a compound where horses that are no longer capable of working are taken to … Continue reading →

As I get older I realize more and more just how difficult it is to understand human nature. Allow me to give you one example of my lack of understanding. Some 250 years ago British colonists in North America became … Continue reading →

Should anyone ever read those utterings that I call poems <http://majrpoems.com&gt; they might have noticed that I consistently use the adjective gay, or its adverbial cousin gaily. This is not an accident; it is a purposed attempt to remind the … Continue reading →

  My guide and mentor in many things, including the street language of Italian youth, is Alessandro (Ale) Bertozzi, the co-owner of Bistro 22, the establishment in CDP where I spend a significant fraction of my waking hours. A photo … Continue reading →

As hinted (?) in the title your roving correspondent has departed his winter quarters in Sarasota FL and has returned to his spring hideout in Castiglione della Pescaia, IT. Unfortunately, it seems that somebody, the astronomer royal perhaps, forgot to … Continue reading →