By Bob Deakin The power of the hands-clasped walk cannot be underestimated. After thousands of years of humans using a hands-clasped walk...

By Bob Deakin What are they doing in there? We’re all used to seeing parked cars everywhere, but remember when they used to be...

By Bob Deakin Leave it to John Coutinho . To remind you, John (JC) illustrated my book, Unruly Mix: Tales of Music, Artists, Misfits,...

By Bob Deakin All gas stations suck. Is it written into the business plan of every one of them that you neglect your business and make it...

My Virginia experience has been good so far, other than the blown transmission and end of the life of my car 750 miles from home. I find...

I lost my car in the Blue Ridge Mountains this week. It wasn’t my idea, quite the contrary. My transmission decided to off itself ...

For two years, Covid stood in its way, denying the good folks of Bridgewater their annual rite of innocent country joy

Who would have thought I’d become friends with a lizard? It’s hard to come by true friends in Florida, but I think I’ve found one.

I keep hearing it buzzing but can’t find it. Where's that bug?

I’m up from Florida visiting mom, and since I work remotely, I might as well continue working while I’m here. I can’t work at her place, so the only other option living the life at the library.

It used to be diesel, urine, and burned pretzels. You can still catch a whiff of that old smell, particularly near a subway entrance. All I smell now New York City is weed.

Okay I did it. Now what? I posted 52 blog posts in 52 weeks. A few times I wrote them in bunches and I also went a few weeks without writing any. What it amounts to is 52 in a year, which is just what the goal was.

In a week I’ll be heading north to Connecticut. Not sure if I’m going to rough it and go non-stop, which will take 20 hours, or give myself a break and stay a night at a hotel.

I had to watch Alfred Hitchcock’s Dial M for Murder last night. I haven’t seen it in decades, and it’s the details I’ve forgotten about.

Podcasts are the radio I always wanted.

Don't Read This Either if You're Under 50. People had to live in the 1970s. I just happen to be one of them.

TV was a big deal in our house, and I had a front-row seat to all 70s classics: Mary Tyler Moore, M*A*S*H, Happy Days, The Brady Bunch, Love, American Style, The Odd Couple, Starsky & Hutch.

By Bob Deakin When was the last time I planted my face in snow? I think it was backstage at a Grateful Dead show in the early 90s. Oh...

“Hello, I’m with a charity that provides shirts to men who run without shirts.” Cartoon by Ellis Rosen

Here in central Florida, I’m an hour away from the east coast (Atlantic Ocean), so I don’t have a good excuse not to go. Whenever I do, I always think I’m going to stay for an hour, get my fill of sun and waves, then head back.