At Least They're Committed

Stepping onto the bus, my attention was drawn to a striking young man, likely a decade younger, who was staring at me. So being the cool person I am, I sat down daintily and I tried to look sophisticated while casting a glance back at him to see if he was still looking and he… Read more

I had kind of a bad day yesterday that started the night before when, after getting hourly updates on my niece’s progress birthin’ the baby, the updates just stopped for no reason and I thought to myself, “Aw, c’mon! Can’t this one thing go as planned for this little girl?” because, of course, it was Lisa,… Read more

He’s smiling. “I think she’s rather cute, don’t you?” I look. “Not particularly.” He sighs. “Though I suppose she has her moments,” I quickly add to avoid a lecture. “What don’t you like about her?” Now I sigh. “Her smile is crooked . . . ” “People on the street thank her for smiling at… Read more

I made it, I made it. Fool that I am, I checked out Weather.com and determined that 75 degrees F was an OK temp for a 2-hour walk to return DSII’s delinquent video game. Within half a mile, it became clear that the temperature was far more than 75 degrees. Maybe 85. I’ll pay the… Read more

While I don’t entirely pity those attending Independence Day barbecues and family gatherings, I don’t envy them either. I’ve always felt being around large groups of people, especially relatives, should be relegated to once, say, a decade. So much work to be nice to people you only like because you’re supposed to! And whether you’re… Read more

Should I be so unfortunate to reach old age (say, 75 or older), I would like to think of this weekend as practice. In my geriatric days, I’ll have relinquished my driver’s license (my eyes already suck) and will be completely alone save for a random visit from my children or a meeting with a… Read more