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An “Are You F***ing Kidding Me?” Friday Night
Three stacked redheads at the end of any bar will tend to get noticed and I certainly took note of them as I passed on my way to the wash closet. We shared outlier positions for different reasons –...
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In Other News, Clichés are Clichés for a Reason
“There is nothing more dangerous that a woman does than getting drunk in public.” That chauvinistic declaration, with some elements of truth, belonged to my father and the first time I can recall...
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Why Is Truth to Power Easier than Truth to Fools?
If you’re a gentleman of a certain age and bring a so-young-we-ought-to-look-at-her-ID-twice woman to your local, you are going to get the blues from the rest of the crew next time you come in. And...
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In Which I Maybe Should Have Gotten Punched for Saying the Wrong Thing
If you get four wine people together and ask them one question, you’re likely to get at least seven different answers. That’s half the fun of wine discussions – the nuance, the context, the arguments...
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Reader Question: What to Think When a Night Goes Sideways
I recently received an email from a reader who wondered if I had seen a New York Times blog post about a sticky situation at a restaurant. Short version of the story: Chef/Owner of an upscale Italian...
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Enough
WARNING: I’ve had a craptacular couple of days and needed to vent about a couple of things. Enough with you, Albert Haynesworth owner of the largest contract for a defensive player in the history of...
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Red Flags, Red Dresses, & Recriminations
For more years than I can recall, I have consistently made two jokes about my ex-wife: The last time I saw my ex we weren’t able to speak… I was too busy crossing the street and she was too busy...
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Things I Don’t Understand – A Very Abbreviated List
I don’t understand the people who use their horn to vent non-specific frustration with traffic at the expense of their fellow urbanites. I literally don’t understand people who willfully misuse the...
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A Few Open Letters
Dear Pretty Pretty Princess, P3 for short*, You asked me why I lose my poker face and can’t hide my disdain when I am around your bloviating boyfriend or his name is mentioned in discussion. First,...
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Maybe We Could Go Eat Caramels?
“Why do we keep talking about food?” I asked my therapist, mostly to make sure that she knew the right answer. “What would you like to discuss?” she replied in the typical shrink-speak of answering...
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