The Tumbrel Diaries

Sifting through more old papers early this morning I found this postcard, which according to a note I made to myself on the back,...

I was a hard-working undergraduate. To my essay for Ron Ridley about the Prima Porta Statue of the Emperor Augustus I appended a ...

Unpacking boxes lately, I came across an old undergraduate essay I wrote for my dear teacher Ronald T. Ridley, in his Roman histo...

Lately I have been noticing fingers everywhere. For example, in his fascinating book about the methods of conducting business in the early...

The practice of drinking champagne from a lady’s shoe enjoyed one final moment of resuscitation in the early to mid-1950s, thanks in part to...

I have been fossicking through the mountains of paper that gradually accumulated while I was researching and writing The Finger: A Handbook ...

Wha t is beginning to emerge from my inquiries into the custom of drinking champagne from a lady’s white satin slipper is that this weird cr...

There are relatively few scandalous subtopics in my new book, The Finger: A Handbook , except for some damaging rumors that circulated in Lo...

Alas there was obviously no convenient berth in my new book, The Finger: A Handbook , for an exhaustive or even cursory account of the bizar...

After A Brief History of the Smile and The Finger: A Handbook , lately published in New York by Farrar, Straus and Giroux , I am not incl...

A major development in respect of the chair. Using his new laptop computer and a wireless internet connection, Uncle Tony writes from a c...