Most guy event ever conceived — Remember electric trains? Lionel? American Flyer? Like Pugsley played with on The Addams Family? Pugsley had it best. He got to do, with the full connivance and approval of his dad, what me and my friends in the electric train owning set could only dream of — deliberately crash his…

In the moment before our hands fully grasped each other, that first finger touch — something? — “The…peak experience has a special flavour of wonder, of awe, of reverence, of humility and surrender…” Abraham Maslow Previously “I spoke to Carl Prescott recently. Do you know him?” “Yes, a dear colleague. I hope he was helpful?” “Yes, very helpful, but his is only one perspective. I would be…

BOF had to be punished — You know how meetings can go. People talking about spreadsheets, and goals, and timelines, and action items, and the rest of the stuff that makes your eyes go all cloudy like early-onset glaucoma. After listening to that for about fifteen minutes and experiencing the unbidden thought, wait a minute, didn’t…

Cheating the enigma of death — Another in my Amy Sea inspired series, How have you not written about that? Because we needed to catch a train, my buddy R and I couldn’t stay for the encore — Edward Elgar’s Enigma Variations — the concluded the Ukrainian Benefit Concert at Boston Symphony Hall. …

With thanks to David B. Clear for the inspiration — When the student is ready, the master will appear.¹ Remember that weird college friend? The one who changed the course of your life as if it was a mighty river and they were Superman? My weird college friend’s name was Judith. She hated “Judy.” …

NOW I’m scared — I worry that the unfathomable, impersonal universe of things-in-themselves will squish me like a gnat. But in relation to the universe, I’m less than a virus, right? You can’t squish a virus now, can you? OK, crisis averted. I feel much better, as if COVID vanished like a bad dream…

When I wake up there’s some high school or college girl sitting in the same bench seat as me. — I look out the window. Trees rush by. Both my parents love train travel. It’s OK. Boring, but OK. I’m pretty close with my mom, especially for a boy. We became closer when my grades were dropping. I didn’t tell her exactly why, but then she didn’t ask. Maybe she…

No not my pelvic floor — but I did learn to kegel — During that magical time when I had a gorgeous body — the result of performing, on a daily basis, such physical labor as manually unloading steel bar stock from trucks — I noticed one day that the removal of a single 1" diameter bar had me slumped on a stack…

In which your intrepid writer writes s**t and a** a lot but without the asterisks — If you prefer a bleeped version go to my web site, www.noshit.com. Surely you know about Squatty Potty®. If not, shame on you. It’s a contraption that’s supposed to make your shit slide forth like cream cheese from that little foil wrapper. Even I know about it. What rock do…