Monthly Archives: August, 2012

Let’s start with WHY. Why not just throw out all your garbage for the garbage folks to pick up and haul off? A couple of reasons. One, it’s a waste. You’re paying someone to haul your banana peels and coffee grounds a few miles away, process them, pile them up, bury them, or ship them   

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  They hold you up, they point you in the right direction, they propel you away from predators (other predators, beside yourself), they give you information about where you are, and then — top of the list — they are an incredibly versatile pair of instruments for self expression. YOUR FEET. So busy all the   

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About half way there, I’d already been traveling an hour. First, a little road rage incident, totally of my own making. Then, gotta fill the tank ($80!) and check out the guys all taking each others’ pictures in front of their rented mustard-yellow Camaro at the Shell station. Don’t know what language they were speaking,   

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The occasion was intended to be a celebration of Jake’s birthday, but by a strange twist of fate, we wound up with three — count ’em — three French women at the table, so there was a snag. You see, in France, it’s very bad luck to celebrate a birthday early; one must wait until   

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