The Nightly Show

I read somewhere recently that one’s dreams are among the most boring things possible to discuss with another. I suppose this stems from the same you-had-to-be-there factor that makes stories about what happened that one time at that party seem so funny to the teller, but less so to the …

How My Socks Get Dry

Almost every day, I sit down (because my balance isn’t that good) and put on a pair of socks. Unique among garments, in my experience, socks absolutely must be tumble-dried in order to be wearable. No amount of mere hang-drying will ever render them quite arid enough to comfortably wear …

In Cars

We needed yellow paper. It was a bit past 10pm and we needed yellow paper. In suburban America, it was a bit past 10pm and we needed yellow paper. Naturally, we headed out to Wal-mart. We went the “back way” to avoid construction. Even the “back way” to Wal-mart is …

ret1

Yesterday, I worked from home, performing labor that would scarcely be recognizable as work to a man whose career was spent in a chemical factory. On my way there, after dropping Christina off at school, mom called to let me know he had passed in the night. It’s not as …

An Anniversary

Christina and me, this April 30, on our way to celebrate our first wedding anniversary I didn’t post this on our proper anniversary, so I’m posting it just after our second dating anniversary, which was yesterday. Two years ago, I was relaxing on the futon in the room at my …

I’m Sailing!

Yesterday, my office had an outing. Not to Main Event where I could play video games in peace, but rather to Volente Beach. Not bad, really. My friend and fellow Analyst Lupita invited me to pilot a jetski she had rented at a nearby marina; after a short hike and …