Windy City

We’re in Chicago at the dawn of spring. It is not spring-like here at all, except for the wind. All lion and no lamb. Except for hoofing it up and down Michigan Avenue between Magnificent Mile and the Museum Campus, we haven’t been to see much. Our highlight yesterday was the Adler Planetarium. We went […]

Aló Presidente

I wonder if, just as every Apple CEO from now on will have to pull on a black turtleneck once a month and demonstrate electronic gadgets like some kind of avant-garde door-to-door vacuum cleaner salesman, the new president of Venezuela will have to wear a red Oxford shirt for a three-hour television rant every Sunday.