Monthly Archives: June 2009

There’s something really wrong about there being too much sun to have the top down on the convertible, but when the temperature busted 100, I wussed out and turned on the air conditioner. Have you ever seen a gasoline tank … Continue reading →

Luck can be a fickle mistress. Last night, as I often do, I went to the prohibition room at the gold dome bank to listen to jazz. When I walked in, I saw a woman sitting facing away from me … Continue reading →

FOR FLIBBI, GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN: My Very Worst Date

OK, what is it, God? The battery on my laptop ran out. The battery on my phone ran out. I just had to get a jump for the car because the battery was too low to start the engine. Is … Continue reading →