A kick ass American weekend

The first time that I ever felt any national pride over a sporting event was the Miracle on Ice hockey team at the 1980 Winter Olympics. I was 11 years old, and giddy at the prospect of beating the big, bad Soviets at what appeared to be their own game. Flash forward 35 years, toContinue reading “A kick ass American weekend”

My Grateful Beard has disappeared

I spent much of February 2015 growing a beard. It originally grew out of the hockey-related idea of a playoff beard. If you keep a routine that does not allow for shaving to intrude, the thinking goes, it will somehow create a benefit for one’s team. Or at least it allows you to share theContinue reading “My Grateful Beard has disappeared”

It was fun while it lasted

Over the past month, the mail’s arrival mattered to me. I sent a money order to the Grateful Dead’s ticketing service, hoping to score two pit tickets to their farewell (or fare-thee-well) concerts this summer. The odds were against me from the start, but I felt as if I had to try. Each day theContinue reading “It was fun while it lasted”

I was never a Deadhead, but….

Today would have been Jerry Garcia’s 70th birthday. Would have been, had he not been indulgent in the excesses available to a rock star. But he was a central figure in a highly successful band, and he brought a lot of joy to a lot of people, so what’s it to me or anyone elseContinue reading “I was never a Deadhead, but….”

Some of the concerts I’ve seen

  Photo ©1995 robbi cohn/dead images I wrote this for my sister a few years back, as we were getting ourselves psyched up for our first Springsteen concert. With the new Springsteen tour going on, and a concert at Wrigley Field in the near future, I wanted to dust this off. A few edits haveContinue reading “Some of the concerts I’ve seen”