I just don’t think I’m going to answer the door anymore. As extroverted and as social as I can be, I really don’t want to be bothered when I’m at home. I don’t like for the doorbell to ring. I don’t like answering the telephone (and I’m such a Caller ID junkie you wouldn’t believe … Read more
I swear, I’ve encountered the term “cougar” (meaning woman somewhere north of 35 or so who “stalks” much younger men, not large cat of the western United States) practically hourly this week. Isn’t that weird when that happens? Young single men, let me tell you something about cougars. This is the truth. What have I … Read more
Wristwatches are a peculiarly illogical hobby for me. I’ve written before about how little objective sense they make. The problem of knowing the time is essentially solved. We’re constantly surrounded by clocks, and for those times you would find a wristwatch useful, there are any number of operationally perfect, maintenance-free options available. You can buy … Read more