Category Archives: Pot Pouri

The Flies Have It

Stories require a setting and a few workable details to set the mood.  Often this is weather-related (“it was a dark and stormy night…”), but here is my sure-fire suggestion to set a scene and provoke a mood. Add a … Continue reading

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Dear Lady in the Front Row Who Gasped

I was at the podium and you were sitting in the front row when I heard you gasp.  Some may not have heard it, others thought it was nothing more than a quick intake of breath.  I am going to … Continue reading

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In Praise of Kitchen Gadgets

  There is nothing like a visit to Bed, Bath and Beyond to restore one’s confidence in American ingenuity.  I’m not talking about the whiz bang intelligence required to send a man to Mars, invent the Internet, or thwart Russian … Continue reading

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The Slippery Slope to Sloth

  Definition: Sloth /slôTH,slōTH/ noun 1. disinclination to action or labor; spiritual apathy Symbolized by a Lazy Boy in the living room. 2.  A slow moving tropical American mammal Derived from the activity level of a human in a Lazy … Continue reading

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The Lost Seinfeld Episode

When I picked up my deck stain at the Sherwin Williams store, I realized I’d stumbled onto the perfect scenario for a Seinfeld episode.  I couldn’t believe that the beleaguered Seinfeld writers, who appeared to run out of ideas by … Continue reading

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The Dumbest Player on the Hockey Team

Last month Nick and I spent 36 hours in the clutches of the Marquette General Hospital in the Upper Peninsula, Michigan, investigating his fleeting episode of chest pain, which turned out to be nothing more than a flush of heartburn.  … Continue reading

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Only to Find Gideon’s Bible

My family rarely stayed in hotel rooms when we were kids, so when I first saw a Gideon Bible I thought that it had been left by a previous occupant named Gideon.  I thought nothing more of it until 1968 … Continue reading

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Mind Trip

Driving makes me drowsy, so I am anxious as I contemplate my solo drive from my writer’s retreat in Montpelier, Vermont to my home north of Chicago.  On most long drives, I wisely stop for refreshing naps.  Once a wavering … Continue reading

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Dear Presbyterian Church

Dear Presbyterian Church of the United States, First I should explain that I am not really a Presbyterian, or any sort of church goer for that matter.  I would classify myself more as a spiritual atheist and a cultural Christian.  … Continue reading

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Symbolic Gestures

In college, I was convinced that symbolism would be my downfall. I’d never graduate. It all started in high school when I was a new sophomore in an all-girls boarding school. Mr. Shohet, my English teacher, seemed like an aggressive, … Continue reading

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