How old do I feel? Let me count the ways.

This is a sad kind of blog entry to write, but what the hell, I’ve done worse. Ahem. My niece returned from a school outing yesterday, and I went to pick her up while my wife and kids circled the block in the minivan. While I watched 1,000 kids (it seemed) grab their luggage from […]

everybody’s muttering for the weekend

I say, and you think… Voyage :: to the bottom of the sea Patricia :: gives us these cool words every week Transformation :: butterfly Vocabulary :: words San Francisco:: I left my harp there Edward :: scissorhands Sawyer :: Tom Sawyer (say it all with a James Bond accent) Literary :: agent Tiger :: […]