It started on Thursday night when Hobey went into The Throw-Up Crouch. Cat owners everywhere know The Throw-Up Crouch: the cat is going about his business, surveying his domain or taking a nap or administering …

Every twenty-eight days or so, I find myself standing on the sidewalk in front of my neighborhood drugstore, taking deep cleansing breaths and thinking good karmic thoughts so that I don’t blow my stack and …

I’ve probably read Charlotte’s Web fifty times. I love that book, I love Charlotte the spider, and I always cry at the end when her little ballooning babies take to the wind. And I know …

I don’t know that I have the necessary qualifications to comment on women’s fashion. Right now, I have on a v-neck t-shirt from J. Crew that dates back to the Bush administration, men’s Gap cargo …

I went to Las Vegas for the first time five years ago. I worked for the brand-new electronic publishing division of an established publishing company at that time, and two weeks before the Comdex convention, …

A week or so ago, I went to an outstandingly fun wedding. Well, okay, actually I went to an outstandingly fun wedding reception, since I plugged “Such-and-so Street” instead of “Such-and-so Avenue” into Yahoo’s mapfinder …

I grew up in a multi-cat household. My family always had two cats, starting with Ding, who actually beat me to the first-child punch by nearly a year. My parents have lots of pictures of …

I’ve just gotten back from a lovely four-day sojourn to California. The less said about the actual physical sojourning, the better, I suspect, although I would like to take this opportunity to thank the guy …

I am cheap. I am also an inveterate impulse buyer with a hillock of credit-card debt, and I will probably wind up with “the Will Rogers of shoes” carved on my tombstone, given that I …

Ernie and I had a lengthy conversation the other day, as we do almost every day, because we can never just get by with the “hey, how’s it going” check-in and have to complain about …