not much'a nothin'

I almost went to Rome today... but at the last minute, I decided to wait until Sunday. It turned out that was a fortuitous decision. Late th...

Last night, Whitney brought a birthday surprise to the store: a chocolate cloud cake, which is best described by the culinarily-untrained (i...

One topic of conversation that Mom, Dad, and I never tired of was weather. Mom was an inveterate record-keeper of weather statistics, and I ...

ABC's Masters of Science Fiction aired its final episode last night--and after sitting through all four sub-par hours, I can see why th...

For some reason, people maintain that I'm hard to shop for. I have no idea why they say that, since I have no trouble finding things to ...

It's been eleven days since Dad's death, and twenty-seven days since the hospital first called me to tell me Dad was there. I think...

Thanks to Aunt Barbara, who sent me a wonderful birthday present of several of Dad's columns from years past, I can share a few more of ...

As you noticed, I haven't posted anything for the last few days. I also haven't done much of anything for the last few days; after t...

Today was the beginning of a return to normal life after the intensity of the past two weeks and five days. Even as I write that, I ask myse...

Today was the day of Dad's funeral. Our original plan was to have someone from Jennings Oaknoll deliver a fairly non-religious eulogy, ...