“HAS ANYONE SEEN MY RUBBERS?” My dad used to yell that through the house. I think about it on slushy New York days. By “rubbers,” he meant his black rubber overshoe boots by Totes. Instead of changing from one pair to another, you just slipped these on over your good wingtips. Or, in my dad’s case, Hush […]
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Butch baby
Shiloh Jolie Pitt is stealing my look. It’s true. Normally, we average people latch on to celebrity styles. But this “celeb tot,” as the magazines call them, is clearly following mine. Shiloh is Brad and Angelina’s daughter, but, like I did at that age, she looks more like a son. Poor kid gets so much […]
KEEP READINGStuff ‘n’ Junk Report: Watermelon (Or, why I’m a watermelon asshole*)
(*Subtitle inspired by Naomi Dunford. See comment at bottom.) Another Stuff ‘n’ Junk Report — where I pick any random item of mine, new or old, and tell you something about it. It’s inventory, with detailed back story. Like show and tell, but more tell than show. Today, an old item: Watermelon, cut into cubes. […]
KEEP READINGGifts for the dad who feels everything
Today is my dad’s 78th birthday. Buying presents for him is always hard. Not because he’s “the man who has everything,” but because he’s “the man who wants nothing normal.”
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