On Flammable Teapots and the Element of Surprise
“I’ll put the kettle on for your oatmeal. Don’t forget it!” That’s how it all started: the flames. The ashes. The soot. The melted metal. The pervasive stench of burnt…
“I’ll put the kettle on for your oatmeal. Don’t forget it!” That’s how it all started: the flames. The ashes. The soot. The melted metal. The pervasive stench of burnt…
Audio: “Let's begin today's meditation by taking several deep breaths, in through the nose, out through the mouth. Now close your eyes and focus on your breath. In. And out. In.…
I am not a fan of winter. I’ve never been a fan of winter. Winter and me? Not friends. Our relationship became far more fraught once I lived in Miami…
Once upon a time, you had to pay cash to exit parking garages. That’s it. Cash. No credit cards. No paying ahead and using a little ticket to exit. No…
“Hey, Mickey, would you mind serving as an emcee for an event in a couple of weeks?” “I’d love to. What should I wear?” “I’m sure whatever you choose will…
I am not a morning person. I’ve never been a morning person. At this point in my life I think it’s safe to assume I will never be a morning…
"Have you heard about those new corduroy pillows? They're making HEADLINES." Just like the comic strip that introduced me to this joke once upon a time: Bloom County. I was…