Monthly Archives: July 2014

Rocky Mountain High

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So, where the hell have we been? Fair question.  As it turns out, I’m composing this quick missive from a secret outpost deep in the woods of Oregon where grass fed beef and kale and multiple rounds of a particularly aggressive IPA are coming at me from all angles. It’s hell, and I may have to stay for …

Wedding Bells

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There was a time, it feels like a century ago now, when I woke in the morning before the sun rose to the manic chirp of an alarm and took a crowded subway from Brooklyn to Midtown.  After pushing through dense schools of people in Grand Central I rode an elevator to a trading floor …