Were I a writer of odes, I’d dedicate a book of them to my beverage of choice.  O, the bitter bite of hops, the sting of bubbles on my tongue, the heady scent of yeast […]

I call bullshit where I see it, and I’m not going to stop, despite the letters from a motivational speaker disguised as The Universe, despite Internet memes that spread like a plague of Airwick flowers, […]

The nail that holds my kitchen calendar is in the side of a bookcase, and it’s pretty tight despite the hundred times we lean on the pages hanging from it each year.  So my 2013 […]