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I’ve kept busy the past couple of months.

A trip out West, a trip Midwest
Explorations to a city that never was, an abandoned motel, a landfill, a trash-strewn beach, a historic aqueduct, a hidden waterfall
Immersion in architecture and sculpture
Sweeping views of a Great Lake, powered by both IMAX and JetBlue
Virtual time travel along an ancient trade route
A record-time run
Two incredible live shows
An illness
Multiple happy hours
Ramps

A birthday

More changes afoot…  “Watch this space” as they say.

Pages of The Power Broker read: 5
Total pages: 224
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Conventional wisdom says jumping off a blazing train onto the snowy tracks below is scary.  But I’m not one to be dictated by conventional wisdom, so on Saturday night when I found myself, well, jumping off a blazing train onto the snowy tracks below, I was more irritated than scared — irritated that my wine-induced snooze had been interrupted, irritated that the other passengers weren’t moving quickly enough, irritated that my snowboots were packed away in my bag, irritated I hadn’t thought to pee earlier.  Yet, as I ran through 3+ feet of snow, I couldn’t help laughing.  Laughing out loud.  I mean, our train was on fire!  The other passengers, followers of conventional wisdom, looked at me like I was nuts.

We were returning from a two-night trip to Atlantic City, my first Friday away from the city.  Originally scheduled to return to NYC on a late bus, we opted for the earlier — and more pleasant — ACES train.  There’s something about train rides that cause the mind to wander, and shortly before the train came to its abrupt stop, I had been complaining of utter boredom.  “Bored bored bored bored” I kept repeating in my mind and out loud.  Bored with the slow-moving train, bored with life.

I think the train gods must’ve heard me and were like, “Bored eh?  Here you go.”

I’ll take this as a sign to stop waiting around for things to happen to me.

Smokin' Aces

Fleeing the train

Pages of The Power Broker read: 0
Total pages: 219

About me

In 2006 I purchased The Power Broker, the biography of Robert Moses, which weighs in at 1162 pages not including notes, index and bibliography.

I got to page 219.

In January 2010 I downsized myself to a 4-day work week. Objective: regain some of the time I've lost, and maybe discover something new about myself.

And finish reading The Power Broker.

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