November 2005

A Lesson in Good Citizenship

I was in my bedroom, writing, when I heard a knock at the door. A knock? The cat and I looked at each other like a bomb had just exploded. What the hell was going on? People don’t just drop... more

Excuse My French

Last Tuesday, my friend Zac called. In addition to being my go-to guy for all things Elvis Costello and Saved by the Bell, Zac is also an editor at a prominent in-flight magazine, a job which is more interesting and... more

Ugh, Tannenbaum

Growing up, our Christmas tree was a strangely humble thing covered in straw ornaments and real candles (never lit, of course). It was a lovingly rendered replica of Christmas trees my mother saw in Germany, where she spent two years... more

Hole in One

Texans seem to know what a bagel looks like, but not how it should taste. Order a bagel in Texas, and you will likely receive something round with a bagel-type hole in the middle, and yet it’s nothing but a... more

New York Skitty

It is raining when I pick up the cat from L.’s place—crazy, end-of-the-world rain coming down diagonally. I stuff the cat in the carrier, muttering apologies to him as I smoosh in his stubborn head, detach his claws from where... more