Monthly Archives: October 2007

The other day I sat on my front porch and watched the circle of life in action. It was a real “Wild Kingdom” moment, except instead of a lion devouring a zebra, the wildlife involved three of my five cats … Continue reading →

My friend Freda Tutt doesn’t think I’m a seriously bad, better-report-him-to-a-social-worker sort of parent. But she does think it’s a wee bit disturbing that I have allowed my daughter, now 13, to shop at Old Gold since she was in … Continue reading →

Obsession is the fine line between chick flick and stalker. To wit: When John Cusack wistfully holds a boom box over his head outside Ione Skye’s bedroom window in the movie, “Say Anything,” we see a real romantic — not … Continue reading →

My wife and I are among the most neurotic people on the planet when it comes to fire. To wit: I have an almost obsessive-compulsive need to check every dial on the stove exactly four times before leaving the house, … Continue reading →