Life’s Little Instruction Book
Instruction #85: Never encourage anyone to become a lawyer. … More Life’s Little Instruction Book
Instruction #85: Never encourage anyone to become a lawyer. … More Life’s Little Instruction Book
My wife and I made our way into the downtown core of Seattle for a little holiday cheer Saturday night. We arrived behind the rest of Seattle, apparently. We approached our normal, comfortable, clean and heated garage to find it full, leaving us only one option: The Stalingrad Garage. The difference between the garages couldn’t … More The Stalingrad Garage
I grew up in a village called Immaculate Conception Parish in the 1960’s. We had a fundamental narrative about how life was supposed to be, where your place in the universe was, and a sense of right and wrong. Ultimately this was shattered by a remarkably critical world that tossed that narrative aside without much thought and … More But it is 1978!
The annual Christmas Fantasy Rum Cake has arrived. This is a remembrance each year from my wife’s aunt and uncle in Los Angeles I met once at our wedding but live in our hearts and our refrigerator for the year that follows. The fantasy is one can eat this and retain the same weight. And … More Christmas Fantasy Rum Cake
Scene: Barber shop with men waiting. Monsignor Mattie’s is there for a hair cut as well, reading a newspaper. A spread of Playboy magazines lie on the table in front of him. “Padre”, one of the other patron’s ask him “what do you think of all these dirty books?” The day this place loses it’s dirty books is the day … More Everett Elks Club : Man Cave From A Different Time
For generations at our family law firm a Christmas tradition has been scheduling hearings for divorced parents to fight over who had custody of the children for the holiday. Kind of leaves you with a warm, Yuletide cheer doesn’t it? And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack And you may find yourself … More Same as It Ever Was