Comedy Quota
Is there a way to recover from self-humiliation? I’m not sure, but I’m still trying. A few months ago, my wife and I decided to take advantage of some free tickets she had received to a comedy club in Austin. … Continued
A Late Starter Dawdling Through Life
Is there a way to recover from self-humiliation? I’m not sure, but I’m still trying. A few months ago, my wife and I decided to take advantage of some free tickets she had received to a comedy club in Austin. … Continued
I’ve passed this woman several times now on my way to and from the bathroom. She’s working at a table in the coffee shop, her laptop open, and a plate with a half-eaten brownie on it. She’s wearing a sky-blue … Continued
My wife and I are on to each other. I know it. She knows it. We’re scamming each other, but not in a way that we can catch each other at what we’re doing. We both have such mastery of … Continued
I’ll miss Gene Wilder. And my five year old daughter, whether she knows it or not, will miss him as well. To her, he’s Willy Wonka, the star of a movie she watched for the first time at the beginning … Continued
On a hot August night in Gatlinburg, you can wear out your flip-flops and soak your armpits walking the Parkway downtown. Before the road veers south into the Smoky Mountains, you’ll pass an assortment of restaurants and shops: Crockett’s Breakfast … Continued