When Your Friends Live on the Street, Your Street

  Do not avert your eyes. It is important that you see this. It is important that you feel this. ― Kamand Kojouri Last night I was sitting by the front window in the Vine Street Skyline Chili, just me with my four-way, book, and phone.  Rick was at some sporting...

Weighing In: My Body of Work

You’ve seen it.  The groom takes a piece of wedding cake and smashes it into the perfectly made up face of his bride.  This is the message:  Ladies will not eat unless they are force fed. Stop fast-forwarding past the commercials, and you’ll see men scarfing pizza,...

The Ghost of Christmas Past

But if my mother had been a normal mom, she would have hidden that doll better.  In fairness, it couldn’t have been easy to hide a three-foot baby doll, with the size and proportions of a real child so it could be dressed in toddler clothes. But really, Mom, in the...

We Don’t Talk Anymore

  So, we’re on a road trip.  We’ve spent five days in the car together.  Fortunately, we have a Bill Bryson audiobook, and there are plenty of weather changes and road construction to lubricate our conversation. We (that would be I) decide to stop for a nice...

Don’t Be a Turkey:  No Politics at Thanksgiving

(Maybe we should just skip Thanksgiving this year.  Given the political climate, is it prudent to gather a diverse group of people around a dining table where a carving knife plays such a prominent role? And there are so many soft, creamy foods—pumpkin pie, sweet...

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