July is national ice cream month and I’m hoping that with tomorrow, the start of August, I’ll get a little more control. Control of myself, that is, because I have become obsessed with chocolate malts. Malts. Not shakes. They are not the same, nor are they interchangeable. While waiting for Capitol Shakespeare to start last [...]

Hot stones.
I had my first hot stone massage this week. I’d been given a gift certificate and thought I’d go crazy and try it. My friend knew I was having one, and so he asked me how it went in an email. “I know they put hot rocks on your back or something. Is that it?” [...]

The bad tire and the police.
A friend directed me to a photo of his wife’s recently damaged vehicle tire. A large chunk of rubber had departed the tire (which WalMart decided to categorize as “road wear”) for no apparent reason. “Road wear. Sure, if a hammer and chisel are road wear,” my friend said. The story doesn’t end with WalMart [...]




