Harry Bliss, who lives about 20 miles south of here, cites 40 inches of snow from yesterday’s morning dump, and I got a laff over his having bought JD Salinger’s home and then joking about having to dig himself out. Salinger wasn’t a hermit — he came into town and was sociable enough — but […]
Dog Eat Doug goes back to basics — the friendship between Doug and Sophie — for this one, which cracks me up on the old principle of “It’s Funny Because It’s True.” I don’t deal with this phenomenon, since my babies are now in their 40s and I’ve had ridgebacks — who don’t care about […]
Harry Bliss continues a tradition, having purchased JD Salinger’s secluded digs in Cornish, NH. For years, some of the local folks simply pretended to not know much, while others took perverse delight in sending Salinger groupies on long wild-goose chases in order to preserve their neighbor Jerry’s privacy. But, whether by omission or commission, the […]