November 2009
5 posts
Old Habits
I think I’ve been single for too long because on Thanksgiving, I asked my grandmother if I could buy her a drink before I started talking to her. I wanted to tell her she looked hot.
Like Father, Or Else, Son
My dad always prided himself on his frugality. Once, I asked if I could have a mirror for my bedroom. Instead, he made my twin brother move into it.
Close Encounters of the Seinfeld Kind
About three months ago while in Los Angeles, Jon and I met with an old friend at the Roosevelt to catch up over drinks. Upon leaving, I thought I recognized a familiar face in the lobby. She was an older woman, probably in her late sixties; an actress I’d seen several times before, but I couldn’t place my finger on exactly where. Whereas I’d normally continue on my way unconcerned, something...
