Annie In My Life

The following was printed (The Boise Weekly) on April 18, 2001 Chapter 24 A Bird By Any Other Name School children of Idaho, put on your thinking caps and see if you can talk Mom out of a 34 cent stamp. I have a fun project for you. Here’s the deal. Remember my chickens? Rather,…

Just Me Being Me

Even before Kevin Spacey’s name … … was added to that (growing) list of powerful men who chose to behave like rutting swine with women—or in Spacey’s case, not women—I had planned on writing, someday, a complaint that far too many news media personalities were showing up on House of Cards, playing themselves, names unchanged,…

I Could Do This, Or …

  Okay, here’s the deal. I could excuse myself from the family and guests, and while they eat the meal my wife spent two days preparing, and then dig into a gorgeous stash of pies, I could go sit in the basement by myself and write something for Friday’s post. Or … I could stay…

Annie In My Life

The following was printed (The Boise Weekly) on February 14, 2001 Chapter 23 N’ and Out of Sync Fair warning: daughter update ahead. If you’re sick to death of columnists reporting on what their off-spring are up to, grab your socks and run the other way, pal. I’ll try to avoid the cutesiness, the zaniness,…

How to Tell a Doofus from a Predator

  Given the frenzy churning around the eruption of sexual harassment accusations … … seeping from every open wound of our culture, I may be getting myself into trouble here, but it would seem to this observer that people are missing something obvious—to wit: Real abusers don’t talk someone into photographing the abusive act so…

Can’t See How I Can Help You

Ever had cataract surgery? Neither had I … until Wednesday. Was told it would improve my vision greatly. Well, that ain’t happened yet. In fact, a day later, it feels like I’m looking through a wet tee-shirt with the eye they worked on, while the other eye is trying to make sense of it all….