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I spent the mid-week in New York City. Besides working on my jaded deadpan "I have seen it all" look for the subway and street, which seems to be a pre-req for citizen status (at least honorary) in N.Y.C., I had a rich time at the Media Bistro E-Book conference. It is certainly a time of great transition in publishing. From what I can discern, the book market is going to bifurcate into two halves. First, the boutique store, either used or new, that caters to what makes bookstores interesting. Discovering literary gems by walking around...to find books that you know you are looking for without knowing that you are looking for them. Second, the E-Book, content delivered to your computer screen or some facsimile. Media mediators play a big role in both types...people who can help one narrow the search, either indirectly by what they choose to draw attention to in terms of offerings or helping make a selection in regards to what is presented as choices. There will be the midd...

So, last night we were at a Christmas party with Lina's co-workers at the company and town Milton built--Hershey, for my vast readership outside of the local area. No Hershey chocolate in sight but they did have some banging catered Indian food from the restaurant Passage to India in Harrisburg. A great time and great party. The caterer dude couldn't back the van up very well...if it had been a driving test he would have flunked because he was knocking down those thin poles that people with long and twisty driveways have to indicate where the driveway is in case of voluminous snow for the snow plow. My wife Lina mercifully intervened and operated as a guide for him to back up without more carnage (vanage?) ensuing. Fortunately the food was better than his driving . He did a great job orchestrating the culinary event and the food was quite delicious. I did my share of shoveling indeed. I deliberately grabbed two paper plates and stacked 'em because I knew that I would be ...