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jrtomCourtesy of the NY Times:
A Doctor for the Future
A longish exploration on medicine, medical research, and the Amish and Mennonite communities. Fascinating stuff.
'First Man': A Walk on the Bright Side
A review of the authorized biography of Neil Armstrong. Told me several things I didn't know about Armstrong, and adds some interesting historical notes.
Location, Location, Location. Research, Research.
An article on the increasing availability of information on housing searches, including some tips for buyers and a few specific resources (PortlandMaps.com, PropertyShark.com, HomePriceRecords.com (yet another GoogleMaps hack...))...which also mentions that the housing market is cooling off. (*crosses fingers that this trend will continue for the next year*)
and, just for a bit of ecological humor:
And Sometimes, the Island Is Marooned on You
A Doctor for the Future
A longish exploration on medicine, medical research, and the Amish and Mennonite communities. Fascinating stuff.
'First Man': A Walk on the Bright Side
A review of the authorized biography of Neil Armstrong. Told me several things I didn't know about Armstrong, and adds some interesting historical notes.
Location, Location, Location. Research, Research.
An article on the increasing availability of information on housing searches, including some tips for buyers and a few specific resources (PortlandMaps.com, PropertyShark.com, HomePriceRecords.com (yet another GoogleMaps hack...))...which also mentions that the housing market is cooling off. (*crosses fingers that this trend will continue for the next year*)
and, just for a bit of ecological humor:
And Sometimes, the Island Is Marooned on You
The island of Island Pond had it in for Andrew Renna.
Or so it seemed one Saturday evening a few weeks ago. In the middle of a pounding storm, Mr. Renna looked out across the pond, which borders his backyard.
"It was raining crazy," he recalled. "I said, 'That wind's going to blow that thing right over here.' Ten minutes later it did. When it moves, it moves pretty quick."
The island, about the size of a football field, made a beeline for Mr. Renna's house - crushing his three-foot chain-link fence, swamping his red-blue-and-purple flagstone patio, wrecking his dock, flooding his shed, hobbling his weeping willow, and drowning the oregano, cilantro, tomatoes and peppers in his garden. Then, with an insouciant shrug, it came to a standstill in Mr. Renna's backyard, an interloper squatting in stubborn silence.