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Ativan in Tijuana, and Other Enticements
I was going through my blog’s spam folder a few days ago, after being notified that comments from one of my readers weren’t showing up. Sure enough, they had somehow incorrectly been flagged as spam. (I should note that I am referring to junk email and not processed lunch meat. And dammit, now I’m hungry). This has happened…
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The Mystery Coke Machine
In Seattle, there is a haunted soda machine. At least that’s what some people claim, because in the 15+ years it has stood on a sidewalk in the city’s Capitol Hill neighborhood, unprotected from the elements – and let’s face it, in Seattle there are a lot of elements – nobody has ever seen it filled or…
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What’s to Love About Zero?
The other day, I came to a realization that completely changed the way I think about footwear. It caught me off guard, but there is no denying the truth any longer. Loafers are my new best friends. Once upon a time I was a tennis shoe guy, and my allegiance belonged to Nike. I wore…
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Irregardless Ain’t a Word*
I heard a coworker this morning use “irregardless” in a sentence. As in, “it’ll happen irregardless of the situation.” This made me cringe inside. Irregardless ain’t a word…and this was the third time in two days I’d heard it used. Come on, people! After all, like Bush and Cheney, it’s a double negative. The prefix (“ir-“) and…
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The Night Wolfgang Puck Cooked Me Dinner
When I was unpacking the other day, I came across an object that serves as a physical symbol representing the moment I became a quote/unquote “foodie.” It’s a glass ashtray from the original Spago, Wolfgang Puck’s iconic first restaurant. How it ended up in my possession is an interesting story. OK, fine. I stole it, if…
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A Kerfuffle of Epic Proportions
Tara and Audrey were having a conversation the other evening, and you would have thought my wife was speaking a foreign language, so alien was her speech to my daughter. She was recounting her day, and talking about how she got into a kerfuffle with one of her coworkers. When Audrey heard that, her brow…
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