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How a Hoarding Habit Makes for Misadventure during International Moves

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I tend to be a packrat. In fact, according to my partner Sara, it’s a sickness I suffer from—one whose prognosis is potentially terminal. As you might imagine, moving overseas challenges my packrat-itis, if you will, requiring me to sift, … Continue reading

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Why I Failed Multitasking 101 (Some Thoughts on Pork Chops and Projects in the Coming Year)

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I’m not much of a multitasker.  In fact, I lack the ability to do much more than two things at any given time, too often, only one. Sara says I’m single-minded—that I’m focused and goal-oriented.  Her description is a kind … Continue reading

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What’s Trending in Baby Names–Literally (Another Edition of “You Called your Kid What?”)

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I try not to judge. I try to cut parents some slack. But I’m gonna ask again, what’s up with baby names these days? Yes, you’ve heard me complain about this before, and I hate to rehash old issues.  But indulge me here … Continue reading

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There’s a Diaper Crisis in my Writing Life! (Big Announcement 1)

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This has nothing to do with crap creation or with my poorly trained and poopy puppies. While it may be true that, like Anne Lamott, I write shitty first drafts, it’s equally evident that even my tenth attempt retains an excremental edge. … Continue reading

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Thanksgiving Grocery Shopping and a DNA of Hoarding

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My partner Sara says I’m a hoarder. She insists on this—especially when I lamely claim otherwise.  I prefer to think of myself as a supporter of surplus—not so much a believer in excess, as an advocate for plenty. Call it … Continue reading

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Call me the Shit Whisperer

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Cesar Milan hates us. Sure, my partner Sara and I are fine people.  We moved to Haiti after the earthquake in 2010.  We’re people who love people. However, our dogs behave badly. Whispering is not our strong suit. In fact, Ralph and … Continue reading

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What would Hamlet think of Air-Conditioned and Not-so-Silent Nunneries?

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I talk to myself— A lot—or so I’m told–(even in my sleep). My partner Sara has been kind enough to point this out to me, because she insists my babble bothers her.  She says it “poisons the environment.”   Apparently, I complain excessively about things … Continue reading

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Meteorological Misfits and the Dogs Destined to Deal with them

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Neither my partner Sara nor I is what you’d call climatically well-adjusted. I hate heat, but Sara isn’t exactly fond of freezing either. This past week in Kentucky, for example, Sara has found it challengingly chilly.  Our dogs, too, are … Continue reading

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On Jumbo and Jag-Offs: A Primer on Pittsburgh’s Weird Words and Peculiar Pronunciation

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Last Tuesday my partner Sara made an ugly and, I still insist, unwarranted accusation about me. You see, that evening, after witnessing Lexington meteorologist Bill Meck mis-forecast local weather yet again, Sara and I watched over dinner as a channel 18 reporter interviewed an Eastern … Continue reading

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One Twinkle at a Time (What Memoir, the Mafia, and Haiti have in Common)

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It’s been more than a year since I began writing about my father and his mafia affiliation, but several months since my most recent effort. Not good! I need to return to my memoir.  I set the project aside for the summer … Continue reading