The theory orfrelativity has always eluded me despite my best efforts to try to understand it.  Now, finally I am getting some relief in the form of Walter Isaacson's 2007 biography of Einstein.  He devotes a full chapter (the Miracle Year) to special relativity and does a great job.  I am not hopelessly lost, in part because Einstein based his theory on his own throught experiments, not lab work or complex mathematics.

Most of the time when I'm walking through the City I am approached by someone looking for money and from my last experience, they are getting very creative now.   I was in front of Grand Central Station enjoying the beautiful day and the architecture when a man came right up to me and said "Do you speak Hebrew?" I immediately stopped and looked at him. He was, in my judgement, in his late 40's early 50's, dressed casually in a short sleeved polo and jeans pulling a suitcase on wheels. He did not appear to be a beggar.  

Sly and The Family Stone had a great song: Every Day People. This is a story about one of those people.  

Happy and Healthy New Year!   There's a custom associated with the Jewish New Year to dip sliced apple and/or challah in honey -- to bring in a sweet new year.   With that tradition in mind, Flo and I made our way to the Framer's Market in West Tisbury (Martha's Vineyard) last week to get honey for ourselves and family.   The farmer's market is not-to-be-missed.  

The other day I was picking up breakfast from the deli for my family.  I grabbed a Nestle vanilla milk for my son and waited for my order.  The counter person packed my order, I paid and then I grabbed my bag and the Nestle chocalate milk on the counter and left.  On the way home, I looked down and noticed that I must have grabbed someone else's chocolate milk from the counter as I left in addition to the vanilla milk that I paid for.  Driving past my driveway, I turned around and went back.  At the deli they laughed and said I shoul

We have been blogging for years, seven if I am correct. I suspect that my thoughts tonight have already been reflected in a prior year’s blog.

I have previously blogged about my conversion from a “procrastination queen” to an “early doer.” In the past, I thrived on completing my work immediately prior to its due date. Now, at work, I generally complete my tasks several days early. And as Mitch can attest, I usually have my blogs posted by Saturday morning or, at the latest, Sunday morning.

Driving along in my car, having a pleasant conversation, suddenly Eve yelled "OWW!"  She looked at the underside of her left forearm and there was a red mark, about a quarter inch, shaped somewhat like Puerto Rico.   I tried to get a look at it but had to keep my eyes on the road.