Stories of Suspense with a Sense of Humor
We were latchkey kids starting in 1970, when our mom returned to the workforce and we walked home from school on our own. It was a quiet, safe suburb. The biggest risk was in cutting across the lawn of an older neighbor who hated kids stepping on their grass. Still, my parents worried. Well, my … Read more
I’m playing in a pickleball tournament this weekend and I’m in that phase where I think I might win, and I also think I might get my ass handed to me eight times over. It’s like Schrödinger’s thought experiment about the cat in a box. Is the cat alive inside the box, or did it … Read more
The past two weeks have been chaotic with house guests, dog sitting, and diarrhea. I don’t regret any of it but there’s certainly a calming bit of gratitude when it’s over and a familiar routine returns. One of the dogs we watched has a condition that triggers insatiable hunger. The cutie-pie is just about twelve … Read more
When I got my cancer diagnosis and opted for surgery, I entertained thoughts that this could be it. My optimistic self thought, “This will be a bumpy ride.” But my pessimistic self understood that any surgery has risks. Joan Rivers, for example. That’s grim and I certainly have no interest in the big “THE END” … Read more
When I was nine, the city built an ice rink and I wanted to learn to skate. My father bought us some cheap skates and I walked up there every day after school so I could fall on my ass. I clung to the railing on the wall and pulled myself along, inevitably pulling harder … Read more