Hiatus About every two days my wife looks at me and says, “Where’d you go?” My eyes have drifted off. They might be pointed at a billboard or a eatery menu. A few people...
Graduation Day I remember looking out over the crowd of people. My parents had a video camera. The administration looked uneasy. Something had happened to me in the three months prior to that day....
Where’s Otis? I should wear a candy cane shirt. Like Waldo. You know? Lemme tell you about Joey Two-Hands. He was that guy in college who lived a dorm or two away from Laws...
Around the horn First base: I picked up the final piece of furniture for the baby’s nursery this weekend. I’m delaying assembly, because once I do that, the room is complete and all I...
Get off my chest Last summer, I was nearly running out the back door of my office. Television news scripts crunched in my hand, an earpiece dangling behind me like a rat tail, and...
Distractions: The Great Outdoors The series continues…When life gets a little too mothertruckin’ much, we seek out distractions. Sometimes it’s simply a good movie, or a cold drink, or a big laugh with friends....
Distractions: Movies The series continues…When life gets a little too mothertruckin’ much, we seek out distractions. Sometimes it’s simply a good movie, or a cold drink, or a big laugh with friends. Since I...
A distraction from distractions …or…My Camel Dog We will return you to our Distractions series very soon. In the meantime, please enjoy this tale of wussiness from our editor, Otis. I’m going to be...
Distractions: Music When life gets a little too mothertruckin’ much, we seek out distractions. Sometimes it’s simply a good movie, or a cold drink, or a big laugh with friends. Since I don’t feel...
Distractions When life gets a little too mothertruckin’ much, we seek out distractions. Sometimes it’s simply a good movie, or a cold drink, or a big laugh with friends. Since I don’t feel the...
Birdseed and sin My last few posts have been filled with the usual April blog-puking about my lack of employee satisfaction. I could continue it here, but I’m trying to rid myself of the...
My husband went to work and all I got was this lousy blog Every year for the past five on the eve of April 12, I start ruminating on the significance of the day....
Ruby Try as I may, and it should be easier than it is, I can’t remember a time when my grandma, Ruby, wasn’t old. I know she at one time had a shock of...
