The mocha of the evening settled over the city like a frothy non-fat foamy whip. The jittery Jacks and Jills, fresh from the daily grind, were searching for that next jolt. And me, the city beat reporter for the Java Express-o. Joe, my constant companion preferred the more … [Read more...]

Dear University Refund Department, I am writing to request a full refund for my college education. I have decided that I no longer wish to pay on outstanding loans for something I am not satisfied with. If someone can return an old tire to Nordstrom’s, then I should be able to … [Read more...]

Growing up in New Orleans, Louisiana, I was taught that I could count on Saint Anthony to help me find anything that had been lost – a way of wheeling and dealing with Saints. It only made sense that when my ancient, obese cat, Miss Eula, was suddenly missing, I would dig a hole … [Read more...]

Not long ago my sister Mary and I were in the car with Little Margaret, my niece, headed to the mountains. Little Margaret asked, “Tell me about some of your most embarrassing moments, Aunt Margaret.” Mary and I shot back, “No way! We wouldn’t know where to begin and we don’t … [Read more...]

I have always been a “good guy.” I have always been safe, rule-following, responsible, and generally boring. And for the most part, I am ok with that. Yet I know that many “good guys” come with a certain level of passive aggression. They want to be rebels, but only on a … [Read more...]