July 22 2019

I was driving home from work the other night when I found myself having an odd wishing to have an answering machine again. The practical stupidity of this notwithstanding (i.e., I don’t have a home phone, nor have had one for time probably measurable in decades,) it wasn’t before I even got off the highway… Continue reading July 22 2019

Happiness on aisle 12

I’ve started to embrace certain aspects of the slowly encroaching maturity that has come like a remora attached to me turning 40 last year. One thing I’ve begun to do is comparative shopping for my groceries. The Publix and Winn-Dixie are within a block of each other, so I make a list of what I… Continue reading Happiness on aisle 12