Reflections on the 89er, part four “Somebody call the cops! Help! Somebody call the cops!” And, I did. But it was such a half-hearted attempt that I’m a little embarrassed to even recall the details. My new neighbors at the 89er were three in number: a mom, a dad, and a little boy. Unfortunately, the [...]
Over the last week or so I have been kicking around the idea of putting together a short “best of” list for 2002. But, the more I thought about this, the harder I realized it would be to come up with a meaningful list. I mean, any time you go out on a limb and [...]