Right here, right now

An old MacBook. A full cup of vanilla chai. A Westclox travel alarm clock I use as my desk clock. A coffee table because I don’t have a desk. Four remote controls because everything has to be more complex now. A copy of Boston magazine. A box of tissues (Scotties) and a pack of gum (Extra cinnamon). A Uni-Ball Jetstream pen and three Field Notes. Columbo on my TV. Books by E.B. White, Peg Bracken, and Walter Mosley. Thoughts on what to have for dinner tonight, what I need from the supermarket, and a crisp October wind coming in through an open door.

A new post about the new Post

We’ve redesigned the Saturday Evening Post site. Take a look.

Not only are the images bigger and sharper, if you’re a subscriber, you can read almost every single issue of the magazine going back to 1821! That’s pretty damn incredible. It’s only $15.00 a year to subscribe, and you get both the print and digital editions. You also get membership in the Saturday Evening Post Society and discounts at places like Enterprise Rent-A-Car, Liberty Mutual Insurance, 1-800-Flowers, Harry and David, and more.

Have a great weekend.

22 Years!

This month marks the 22nd year of this site. Every year at this time I like to give a quick rundown of what this site is all about for first-time visitors.

I’m a writer. I do a weekly column for The Saturday Evening Post and freelance for various other sites. I created the pop culture site Professor Barnhardt’s Journal and in 2003 I published Book, with Words and Pages, a collection of essays and short humor pieces.

I also publish The Letter, a quarterly, handwritten (sometimes typed) missive that I snail mail out to people who would like to get a letter (remember those?) again. Here’s how you can subscribe and what you’ll find in each letter. It’s only $12 a year!

I’ll take tea over coffee, dogs over cats, and cold weather over warm. My favorite TV shows are The Dick Van Dyke Show and Mad Men, I need to lose a few pounds, I’ve never sent a text, and when I was around 10 I accidentally punched a nun. (It’s a long story.)

Oh, did I mention I’m available for work? I’m available for work.

And now, a flashback to the mid-90’s: NBC News talking about this new thing called “the internet.” Katie Couric understood before anyone what was going to happen to us.

Tornado Warning

It’s raining…it’s pouring
my love life is boring
me to tears…

If you know that lyric then you’re old. I know it, and I’m old.

But yeah, it’s pouring right now. Tornado warning for my area. The helpful meteorologist on TV just said the possibly of a tornado is still low, but just in case, this is where you should hide. Go to the lowest point in your home! Stay away from windows and doors! I’m sitting in the lowest point of my home – my living room – so if a tornado hits I’m picturing a Wizard of Oz scenario. Flying monkeys and red shoes.

Lots of rain right now. Lots and lots and lots of rain. And a second ago a smash of thunder that could wake the dead.