Vacations
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Realized a concordance today between two of my dreams. I’ve always wanted to be a cheesy lounge pianist, the guy in the corner of the bar at the Holiday Inn out by the airport playing “As Time Goes By” and “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”, with dark talent and a brooding sense of the inevitable permeating …
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Had lunch with friend Al yesterday, a smart guy who I’d called up because I wanted to have him explain some things about the threat of bioterrorism versus the threat of ordinary infectious diseases (an area in which he has some noteworthy expertise). But Al’s one of those peripatetic intellects I so enjoy, so we …
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