very simple

I can’t get through a NY winter without this stuff.

shot this out the plane window on the way home from houston.

Caryn, one of my best friends from high school, married Simon on Saturday.

The Hartford airport has one of the simplest good ideas I’ve seen in some time for an airport.

another year, another giant bird sacrificed to our gluttonous ways. I would have taken a pic of the thing after it was cooked, but by then I was too blotto to pick up my camera.

For 365 group theme day “current”.  These are just the chargers and wires that I need for the cornucopia of electronic devices that I can’t seem to travel without.  assembled while packing for this weekend’s ridiculous 5 day trip that will encompass both western Massachusetts for thanksgiving and Houston, Texas for a wedding.

And to think, thanks to the iphone, this is relatively tame compared to what it used to look like when I had a separate cellphone, ipod and work blackberry.

finished another analog book today, A Death in Belmont by Sebastian Junger. It’s ultimately a pretty interesting meditation on the limits of our justice system to find out who is actually guilty of any particular crime, but the specifics are pretty amazing.  In 1963, a woman was strangled to death in Belmont.  An african-american man who had been working at her house was convicted of the crime.  Except…

Except, that down the street, at the author’s own home, some carpenters were working on the author’s mother’s new studio, and one of those workers was Albert DeSalvo, who later confessed to being the Boston Strangler.  I think the creepiest part of the whole book is the photo at the very beginning, of a baby Sebastian Junger sitting in his mother’s lap, with DeSalvo standing behind them.  DeSalvo never confessed to committing the particular crime in Belmont, but still…

I was walking past madison square earlier today, and was kind of surprised at how many people were still waiting on line and eating outside at the shake shack, given the fact that it was (a) 4:45 in the afternoon and (b) about 45 degrees outside.

Forget all of the expensive espresso machines that they try to push on you. This is the way italians make espresso at home. Of course, it took me ages to actually figure out how it worked when I lived over in italy, having been lulled into laziness by the nespresso capsule system we had in the office…

Plus, it uses half the espresso grounds than my “real” espresso machine to make a single cup.