Paper Towel Peeves
Whatever happened to the simple act of drying your hands? It used to be so easy: walk into the bathroom, do your business, wash your hands, and reach for a paper towel. Odds are there would be a loose slip … Continued
A Late Starter Dawdling Through Life
Whatever happened to the simple act of drying your hands? It used to be so easy: walk into the bathroom, do your business, wash your hands, and reach for a paper towel. Odds are there would be a loose slip … Continued
We were on our way to New York for Colleen’s birthday celebration when the call came from my sister. After knocking out the usual intro, she dropped in a curious nugget: “I was thinking of having a party for Robert … Continued
Tickets in hand, I walk with my wife, pushing my daughter’s stroller along the ballpark’s concrete promenade, looking up at each aisle to check the section number. As my eyes drop, someone from a raucous group heading past us, hands … Continued
We were driving along at the posted speed limit of thirty-five when up ahead we noticed a line of cars had slowed down to fifteen. “What’s going on?” asked my wife, who was driving. “I don’t know,” I said. “Accident?” … Continued
Can I not even enjoy the simple pleasure of walking alone on the sidewalk unmolested? Can I not relish the happiness of having a small patch of concrete to inhabit alone as I meander down the street? Is even that … Continued