But it’s the anger and frustration that ripples through the holiday crowds that truly unites us as a people. . . . → Read More: Christmas Begins and Ends at the U.S. Post Office
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I bought a Ford Fiesta around 1984 in order to commute from Ann Arbor to Detroit for a job while I was in college. If you’re not familiar, the Ford Fiesta was nothing like the new one; it was better than a Yugo, but not much bigger. It’s amenities were few, it’s functionality was minimal, . . . → Read More: How I learned about fan belts and self-reliance I may have become a little bit of a bore and a twit. I know my teenage children would agree, but I often catch myself explaining obscure references in conversations, and taking the discussion off track in tangents. It’s bad enough to make an obscure reference, but then to explain it in detail, and go . . . → Read More: Nose Job The ride had no levers and buckles–a strange exchange between my daughter and her friend. . . . → Read More: Levers and Buckles When I was sixteen years old, I was about to play baseball and came upon a wounded bird part-way up the rightfield line during pre-game warmups. Wounded is too kind. This bird, a robin, had been maimed. It looked like it had been caught by a dog or cat that tore into it but lost . . . → Read More: Wounded Bird The only thing I remember about it is the fact that I was such a smart ass that the teacher kicked me out and was not going to let me take the class. . . . → Read More: Learning How To Drive they realized there is a cranky old guy who lives on this street, a guy that is willing to go all the way and do whatever it takes to stop rowdy behavior past curfew, as long as “whatever it takes” consists of calling the police. . . . → Read More: The Adventures of Cranky Old Guy When I’m eighty years old and holding court in the locker room of the YMCA, I hope I remember to say that, “Life is full of quirks.” . . . → Read More: The Patriarch of the Oak Park YMCA It is our memory of the feelings in a given situation that our survival system uses to decide about any given current situation. Those feelings keep us out of harm, or lead us back to ecstasy. . . . → Read More: The Importance of Cucumber Sandwiches I have a new Christmas letter up on the web site. If you’re into Christmas letters, mine is not as offensive as most, or so I think. What is interesting is that, after twelve years, I can crank one out in a single sitting, whereas I used to struggle with them for days at a . . . → Read More: Xmas Letter, Postage Due |
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