The Secret of Roman Punch
Eric Felton writes about drinking, cocktails and ritual in the WSJ on the weekends. Today he taught me about Roman Punch. The tale is long, and goes way back to Dolly Hayes, the famous teet0talling first lady, who would serve no booze in the White House. “The water flowed like […]
For a Fleeting Moment, Dead Birds Hold the Kids’ Interest
I read a story in today’s Gazette about a massacre of cedar waxwings. It was a sad day at a local school when a flock of dozens of the songbirds crashed into large windows after being pursued by a hawk. Bill Danielson, who writes a column called “Speaking of Nature” […]
He Makes His Living Secretly Tailing Cigarette Thiefs
People continue to fascinate me, as I meet them on my travels and while going about our town spreading the word about the new Deerfield Attractions website. I met a man the other day over a beer who told me was in the security business. “What kind of security,” I […]
Lickable Ads: Now That’s Just Gross
A few days ago, I read a story about a new rage in advertising: lickable ads. Like the famous scratch and sniff ads that are a staple of women’s magazines, getting consumers to use a different sense can make cents, it’s just well, licking a magazine to get a taste […]
Enraged Developer Fights Trust President
Outside the deluge continues, with a ridiculous amount of rain piling up on a decent amount of snow to create a nightmare for anyone wearing leather shoes. I read deep into today’s Daily Hampshire Gazette to find a story about two clashing personalities at a recent public hearing for a […]
Buying New Domains…Like It Was Going Out Of Style
It’s been an exciting week, and it’s only Tuesday. I just returned from a tour of Habitat/American Barn’s offices, meeting designers who create plans for houses in their huge computer monitors and figure out how many boards they’ll need to build them. I was showing Dave the info. on the […]
Charlie Runs with the Bulls, Conn Asks the Questions
It’s waiting time at Quebec City Airport, and the taxi ride here from the center city was, well you can call it ‘white knuckle.’ We sped over a snowy highway at 100 kph, the only solace is that this is just 70 mph, but the driver was cool as I […]