Category Archives: Stamford

Progressive

A red barn with a rusting grain silo behind it and solar panels on its roof.  Seems like the perfect metaphor for progressive rural New England.

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Tidal

Driving around the Hudson Valley for the day, I realized that I didn’t know the etymology of the name “Connecticut”. Apparently, it’s from the Mohican (Algonquian)  word “quinnitukqut” which means “at the long tidal river” (from *kwen- “long” + *-ehtekw … Continue reading

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Chintzy

I have an important message for the children of New England: Look.  You don’t need to put up rubber bats and plastic tombstones to decorate for Halloween.  You live in a Halloween decoration. Going through New England is like graveyard, … Continue reading

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Rolling

Another shot out the window next to my apartment’s elevator, with rolling clouds stretching to the south.  About a quarter of the way from the left, peeking above the treeline, you can juuuust make out the Manhattan skyline in the … Continue reading

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Inescapable

Walking back to my apartment, I passed two young women on the sidewalk.  This was the snippet of conversation I overheard. “So, what are you doing?” “I’m an executive assistant to a life coach.” It was the most Californian thing … Continue reading

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Scottish

Went to Sleep No More, an immersive theatrical performance loosely based on the Scottish play, but “through a film noir lens.”  It was created by a British theatre company called Punchdrunk. The audience members don masks and move between the … Continue reading

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Absentee

I got my Connecticut ballot.  I’ll be in Australia on the day of the mid-terms, so my first vote ever as a non-Californian will have to be absentee.

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Statues FLASHBACK

Stamford has a lot of statues.  WWI, immigrant experience, etc.  The usual.However, when first driving into town, I was horrified to find lifelike statues on street corners or even lying on public benches at every turn.  (Only much later did … Continue reading

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Horology

The most shocking thing to me about seeing the change of season, day by day, is the awareness of the incremental passage of time.  Growing up & living in So Cal, as it turns out, is just a blur of … Continue reading

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Double

As I’ve mentioned before, in Chinese the number four is considered unlucky because the word for “four” (四 sì) sounds like the word for “death” (死 sǐ).  This why, in an abundance of sensitivity to superstition, I avoided telling older Chinese … Continue reading

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Cervine

I saw a family of deer grazing on the side of the highway as I drove home from work.  Delightful.  And they weren’t nearly as pushy as the turkeys.

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Orphan

As I was getting dressed this morning, I looked at my particularly poor choice of clothes  and thought of a phrase my mother used to say to me as a child when she’d disapprove of my appearance before I would … Continue reading

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Brand

While nailing down details for my trip to Australia in November, I came up with a sort of insane plan.  I’m going to do it. In recent times, perhaps since moving back from China, I’ve found that a useful guiding … Continue reading

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Lift

This is the view out the window by the elevator when I get home from work.

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Alarm

The downside of living on the top floor of an apartment building is the long, slow Bataan Death March down the stairs when there is a fire alarm. 4:30am. False alarm, apparently.

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