[ad_1] We are going forth, though I believe it best we don’t. We are going north to awaken the sleeping dogs of our half-remembered escapades, though it would be better to let them lie. We are going up there into saltbush and mirage among the shinglebacks and taipans to meet our young selves, though they […]
[ad_1] As my friends back on the dating market show, or those who have given up on re-partnering: it’s a mixed bag. But some of my single friends say it’s also an uneven playing field when marrieds don’t wear wedding rings that would otherwise telegraph who is on or off limits. “The first thing I […]
[ad_1] Coming in the front door I can see the back door wide open and beyond that the back gate open to the alley. We’ve been burgled. Or are being burgled. My hands ball into fists and I hiss at Wilma to get her hackles up. Walking down the hall if someone steps from a […]
