Month: June 2011

Jack Didn’t Come Back

Jack came to live with us as a result of the relocation of one of our children. There was no place for Jack with the new squeeze. It seemed that she was allergic to cats, which should have been enough evidence of unsuitability to have sounded a warning […]


I cannot speak to the subject of hot tamales with my usual authority. I can say that unequivocally that Doe’s Eat Place in Greenville, Mississippi is the best damn steakhouse in the United States and the parts of Europe that I have visited. I can’t be so positive […]