Time is a dimension, but it’s a lot weirder than that.  It’s relative, too.  And, from our human perspective, really confusing.  It doesn’t matter whether one considers it in a grand geologic sense,

Oh, Sweetheart, be mine.

 

It’s hard to argue with that.  Each February, in the midst of the desolate, the cold, the long wait for spring, I start thinking about Valentine’s Day.  Or, as it used to

Tonight, we caucus.  That doesn’t sound very romantic, but if, by romantic, we mean striving against the odds, acting on love, and taking a chance, I think it will be a fine romance.

 

Things are a

My favorite commercial right now is the one with the very serious group of young people eating wings or something from KFC or somewhere and a thoughtful young woman says, “I didn’t see that

Do you spend a lot of your time waiting?  I sometimes like to think that I am the master of my own fate, but then I hear the words, ‘The doctor will be right with you.’  I don’t know what the