A Late Starter Dawdling Through Life
The grocery clerk dragged one bag after another across the barcode reader. With each beep, the display jumped the total upwards. Three dollars more, five dollars, a buck ninety-nine. Despite all of my promises, I knew I’d overdone it again. … Continued
The trick-or-treaters started picketing in the front yard before nightfall on Halloween. “It’s a school night,” one of the little punks informed me. “My mommy wants me home by seven thirty.” During their afternoon protest, they had trampled on our … Continued
I have a plan for Halloween. I know the houses to hit. I know the candy to reach for. I know the optimal time to trick-or-treat. I have a complete Halloween strategy. Alas, as much as I would love to … Continued
Another year, another Halloween come and gone. The pumpkin we carved Dracula into lies rotting in the garbage can. The hanging skeleton, the boneyard, the tombstones? Boxed and in the garage. My daughter’s octopus costume spreads its foamy tentacles across … Continued
