Even colleagues to whom I subscribe have been calling in sick. It’s a hard time. Word of the day might be: Norovirus. This is one of my first posts, from 2021, so chances are good most of you haven’t read it. If I could persuade some of the heavy users who can afford it, the most dedicated since the beginning, to switch to a paid subscription for $54 a year as we approach the four-year mark, I would appreciate it.
Last week my daughter Jackie went to see The Eagles at Madison Square Garden. Her husband Joe, a lawyer, got free tickets, so they said, why not? Joe said they sounded like a country band, but that guitarist Joe Walsh fired up the crowd. And that the late Glenn Frey's son Deacon had been an adequate replacement. Son-in-law Joe was just getting his pop culture wings, so he'll enjoy most well-played events. Jackie is more critical: a flute major in college, a vaccine lab scientist now, she has her pop particulars, and those are Ben Folds and Regina Spektor. In high school, she …
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