The Mast-Head: The Purple House
My grandmother was born in the house that makes up the core of town offices on Pantigo Road. With a new supervisor taking the corner office there, it seemed a good time to offer up a bit of its history.
The Shipwreck Rose: Eat a Peach
I tend to refer to cocktails of various kinds, but that’s not so much because I’m a drinker, as that I like the idea of a well-stocked bar cart of shiny bottles.
Gristmill: Head Games
The efficacy, benefits, and weirdness of hypnosis.
Point of View: Gifted at One Stop
Aside from world peace, what else am I wishing in vain for in the new year, immortality apparently being out of the question? I’m just hoping to stay connected.