Wisdom and whimsy in moderate doses
Many months ago, a stranger asked for my help to identify the date, place and opponent of a Rams football game he had attended nearly 60 years ago. And I found it. On the 60-year anniversary of that game, my new friend Joe e-mailed me to say thanks again. Thanks to your investigative reporting on… Continue reading The case of the missing football game
There are new helium-filled balloons next door. This time they’re Mylar — maybe they’ll last longer than the “regular” kind? Or mean something different?
If this car was there when I pulled into the parking lot, I did not see it. Camouflage is tricky like that.
Last week, Lindsey reached into my brain, pulled out some of the goop and turned it into a blog post. (It’s nearly the same blog post I started back in March and still have saved as a draft. But hers is much better.) It’s entirely comforting and discouraging to find out there are other people… Continue reading It didn’t even hurt
This is my mother’s neurotic rottweiler, Missy. She may be my mother’s dog, but loves me the most. There’s no logical reason why. She’s not the dog I fuss over, but when I’m at my mother’s, Missy follows me everywhere. She only goes outside when I go out with her. She only eats when I… Continue reading Missy loves me