Thinking in Public: One long cruise, please. Hold the vegetables.
It's 8 p.m. on a Wednesday and I've not had anything to eat since noon. Luckily, I have to drive within dangerous proximity of a bunch of fast-food joints on my way home.
Thinking in Public: Bring on the next battle
When spring finally arrived one day in late May, it felt more like summer than spring. I sat in the car in the parking lot, baking in the afternoon sun with little appreciation for the small SUV's driving visibility.
Thinking in Public: Getting older is getting harder
It used to be easy to get older. I would just hang around and do stuff or not do stuff and I would get older. Worst case, I'd wake up with a nuclear-grade headache and a 21-day penicillin prescription, no wiser but definitely older than before.
Thinking in Public: At the sound of the tone, please leave a message
Many of you loyal and long-suffering readers will remember the nice lady who asked me if I knew my first name. She was a victim of the system for which she worked. It made her look silly, but it gave me a column that month. Along those same lines…
Thinking in Public: On the carpet for the last time
Here's the deal: Our ranch-style house is completely carpeted but for the kitchen and bathrooms. There is no heat source in the full basement, which stays at or slightly below 50 degrees in the winter, so the floor upstairs stays cold.
Thinking in Public: Best friends always
It's interesting how a new layer of snow on an ordinary, nondescript object I pass by daily can become something picturesque, representing a completely different form.
Thinking in Public: The chutzpah of Dr. Badger
My parents had a few basic behavioral expectations of their children when in the company of adults, most particularly, ladies. When it came to bad manners, there was no faster path to an old-fashioned butt whippin' than spouting off some rude comment within the earshot of a proper lady or gentleman.
Thinking in Public: I ain’t eatin’ that nasty stuff
I admit that I'm not a health nut. That's not a big surprise to those of you who know me, but along with my disdain for most vegetables, I have an equal level of contempt for well-meaning attempts to get me to "just try it." I've already tried it; that's how I know I don't like it.
Thinking in public: Jury duty … again
I've been called for jury duty a number of times and in several states. The last time I was notified of my opportunity to enjoy one of the fruits of living in this great republic, I was in San Diego County, California, in the summer of 2000.
Thinking in Public: It’s all about me
Ah, October! My favorite month, and not just because I have a birthday in October. We pretty much get our town back from the seasonal invaders, and things quiet down. Even the leaf peepers have bailed.
