Shooting from the hip, I’d say no.
But, darn it, I’ve developed this habit: I have a niggling curiosity about things. Intellectual, historical, cultural, spiritual. Baseball. I also love to laugh; from subtle irony to broad comedy, the smart-alecks find a willing audience in an irreverent corner of my brain. It follows that my daily gluttonous intake of reading, exploring, reflecting, somehow finds its way into email take-offs-and-landings with a polyglot universe of, well, others. Continue reading