Guest captioned by a friend: “Heineken?! I ordered a Pabst Blue Ribbon!” Bad news: flight delayed three hours due to “mechanical failure” (now I know why the bro-in-law calls it “Northworst”). Good news: Axel’s Firepit Lounge or whatever it’s called was happy to let in a patron who was way,

“Straw– went– in. Straw– went– in.” So went the plaintive cry from the back seat. “She probably pulled it out. Just throw it away,” said the frequently impatient–but boy is she productive!–Other Parent, as she exited the vehicle for speed-errand #7 in a series. “Heh heh” sez I, knowing a

A familiar scene: an aging, beloved family dog, finding her/his way with the newbie attention hog. Our old girlie, Maxie, has taken the displacement with enormous grace, god love her geriatric bones.