Laura wrote this to a friend in 2001:
Here’s the whole story (it’s kind of theraputic to tell): We felt the second impact and the first collapse in my building — I had gone out to look in Battery Park a little after 9am — after they evacuated us, some of us walked down into Battery [...]
Mstislav Rostropovich.
I wept in the car on the way to work this morning when I heard this.  I choose very few heroes, but he was one of them.
I’m off this weekend to Split Thy Brooklyn Skull VIII, a cherished event (that at one time I helped organize) in my old stomping grounds. Oodles of pals from around the country will be in attendance, so this ought to be quite the rocking good time. Plus, of course, spending time in Brooklyn and Manhattan [...]
I’ve long been a tremendous fan of aged beer. Not all of it, obviously, but stronger ales and the occasional oddball porter have for years impressed me in aged form (let’s say 3 or more years of age) with big changes in flavor, new flavors coming from the degradation of old flavors, the gentle sherry [...]
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