by masterkong | Uncategorized
He still haunts me. And, his ghost does. They chess me up. They chess me down. Five years after his untimely death, Bobby Fischer is still very much a moving force. His chess chases me, checks me, and mates me up. Sometimes, he and I are still mates. In stalemates....
by masterkong | Uncategorized
Today, I am saluting the “ordinary” America. Because, it’s extraordinary. (People who copy the “American” lifestyle — copy this America. This real America.) It’s ten degrees Celsius below zero in New York. Here in the U.S., we...
