Four decades later, I really have only a few treasures from that era of our lives – a 100-year-old armoire, a Paul Prudhomme cookbook. And you. Happy birthday.
When you mess up, a good dad will kick you in the fanny. But women will knee you in the mind.
I have a total fetish for brilliant little summer novels nobody else has read. “Summer of ’42” is one of them.
Though Dad is long gone, I still see him in a summer sunset. I still see him in a flight of geese.
Penny Laine is a ginger retriever, which means she has a nicer personality and more character than many humans. She also adores good footwear.
Sometimes it’s as if I’m dating Los Angeles. You might suspect L.A. would be a difficult person -- attractive yet damaged. Overly dramatic. Tanned. Tattooed. A toothy trust funder. Careless with cars. I find her exciting.
Birds seem to dig me. Dogs too. It’s my own kids I have problems with.
When I order the fish, I wish I'd ordered the burger. 50 wishes for a summer weekend...