’Tis the season to snuggle with your smartphone on the sofa.
Every once in a while I receive a note asking about something I wrote about some time ago. This time it was a sweet email asking about how things went with the Summer of Squalor.
I’ve had my smartphone for almost three years (that’s practically a golden anniversary in the tech world), and I have become that person who, when faced with a new challenge or task, says ‘I think I have an app for that.’
I’m a dog lover who doesn’t necessarily always like dogs.
This conversation is about knit pants. Let me repeat that: knit pants.
When you’re not feeling well, use some common sense.
The thing I love about political season is … nothing. Not a single blessed thing. How is this possible?
We’ve all seen — and sometimes shunned — them.
The accident happened, as these things always do, simultaneously fast and oh-so-slow.
You would think someone who loves eating and all things relating to food as much as I do would be nuts about lunch.