"I was here first," grouses Bagheera.

Never go to sleep mad at one another.

Good morning, _____.<br>
Thank you so much for following the show blog. My goodness, these shows are such great work. Writing, in general, you know, is a kind of solitary activity. I think that's partly why I've been drawn to it; I'm a kind of solitary guy. But this team-effort show-blogging stuff is not solitary at all. The entire process runs opposite to what I normally think of writing and to how I approach writing. By the end &#151; actually, almost right from the start &#151; I am feeling completely drained.

As a child who grew up reading the light humor of S. J. Perelmam and James Thurber, I worshipped at the altar of Art Buchwald. I didn't know it at the time, but, looking back on it, he taught me a tremendous amount about the importance of voice. If the practice truly <I>is</I> treacherous, well, Buchwald certainly made it look easy.

When I traveled through Wisconsin in the '70s, you could still buy these for a quarter at junk shops around the state. Sure wish I'd taken advantage of the opportunity&mdash;as if we needed more <I>stuff</I> around here.

This one minute commercial for the French movie channel Canal+ nearly had coffee spurting out my nose.
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Website <A HREF="http://ionarts.blogspot.com/2007/01/gardner-podding.html">Ionarts</A&gt; alerts us to "the amazingly successful free podcast of the classical concert series at the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum."