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Friday, August 05, 2016

And rock-a-bye sweet baby James

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When my father was dying – in the waning days of 1970 and the early days of 1971 – one of the songs I heard most frequently on the radio was...
Thursday, August 04, 2016

Temporary insanity

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A few weeks back, there was an interesting piece in The Economist on temp work, which in the US is how more than 2% of the overall workforc...
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Wednesday, August 03, 2016

The “Oh, No” Olympics

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The Olympics kicks off on Friday evening, and I’m sure I’ll watch a bit of the opening ceremony, if only to see how it stacks up against the...
Tuesday, August 02, 2016

Bor-ing…

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I don’t imagine that there are many jobs out there that don’t come with their share of sheer boredom. I know that I’ve never held one where,...
Monday, August 01, 2016

Let’s share our feelings about layoffs

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Here’s why I once got my self fired: The small software company where I’d worked for nearly a decade was about to have a layoff. Nothing we...
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Friday, July 29, 2016

Leche de cucharacha? Pass me the Oreos.

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I am fortunate that I have not actually seen a cockroach in years. An occasional silverfish, yes. But no cockroaches . This was not always ...
Thursday, July 28, 2016

Locker room hissy fit

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Few industries are as brilliant at marketing as professional sports. Walk around any American city – especially if that city is Boston or Ch...
Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Not to be outdone…the COWAROBOT R1.

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Well, yesterday I wrote about the Modobag, which vehicular-izes the carryon bag.It left me wondering just what other ideas there might be fl...
Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Modobag? Motorized luggage? Please, God, no…

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It used to be that the biggest hazard you faced in the airport was being mowed down by one of those golf-cart like vehicles that zip around ...
Monday, July 25, 2016

Don’t forget the Motor City. (Zak Pashak doesn’t.)

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It’s pretty obvious to anyone who took Econ 101, and/or American Post-War History, that the mass-employment manufacturing jobs that flourish...
Friday, July 22, 2016

Please leave a message. On second thought, don’t.

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I’m old enough to remember when there was no voice mail at work. If you weren’t at your desk, the receptionist or an admin might come find y...
Thursday, July 21, 2016

Fogo Island Inn. Now this sounds bucket list worthy.

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I don’t actually have a bucket list. Not really. I figure that, once I spot the grim reaper out of the corner of my eye, swinging his scythe...
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Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Map maker, map maker, make me a map

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I have absolutely no sense of direction. If there’s a 50-50 chance that the right turn is the right one, I’ll take the left turn, thank you,...
Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Invisible Ink

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I know how to make invisible ink. It’s simple. You take milk. Or lemon juice – probably from a bottle of ReaLemon because, let’s face it, wh...
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Monday, July 18, 2016

What next? Apparently robotic furniture…

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Although at my advanced age, I won’t be opting for a home in which I have to climb a ladder steep-angled at 90 degrees before I can crawl in...
Friday, July 15, 2016

Robots replacing mall cops? Maybe not quite yet.

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A few weeks back it was the guy killed while sort of not driving in an autopiloted Tesla. (The driver – who may or may not have been watchin...
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Thursday, July 14, 2016

Pokémon Go: No Go!

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Yesterday morning, when I walked to the gym, I was on the lookout. And I think I spotted a few of them. It was too sunny to actually see the...
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Wednesday, July 13, 2016

This is your night, Willie Tasby.

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I saw my first Red Sox game in July 1960. (Sox beat Cleveland 6-4, and Ted Williams hit a homer.) One of the things I remember most vividly ...