Fewer Bugs, Less Greece, and Make the Jokes More Obvious.

Last May, when I sat down to write the fifty-second weekly installment of “Up at the Creek,” I reflected on my first year as an op-ed columnist. I tried to claim that the year-end review was about improving the work, but looking back on the piece, I seem...

Hugh Gibson’s Five Years Among the Indians

Last week, I wrote about Indian stories, a wildly popular genre of literature in Colonial times, and specifically about a famous collection of these stories entitled Loudon’s Indian Narratives, which was published in Carlisle in 1808. I mentioned that the editor...

A Modern Captive of Native History

In 1808, when the freshly hewn logs in our living room on St. Peters Church Road were first starting to check and darken, a book was published just over Blue Mountain that would become a huge success. The book was Loudon’s Indian Narratives, and it boasted a...

Many Laptops Make Light Work

In January, in my column “Beware of Greeks Bearing Spam,” I wrote of spam attacks, one of the perils of the brave new World Wide Web. The solution, in my case, was one of those “Captcha” filters, which makes anyone who wishes to email me from...

Did You Find the Squirrel?

There are small mysteries of homeownership, and then there are large ones. A small mystery might be why, for instance, a kitchen sink chooses the night of a big party to start leaking, or why a particular nail in a particular floorboard keeps popping up, no matter how...

Gauging the Effectiveness of an Earmark

A few weeks ago, when Shermans Creek was already swollen with snowmelt, we had one of those big rainstorms that seem determined to wash winter right down the drain. We got about three inches in a single day. By early afternoon, the creek began to flood. An errand took...