This Old Couch

When we flipped the old couch to haul it out, it produced $425.25 in loose nickels, 11 socks, a Yanni CD and a lavender brassier

Home Goods

Give me my couch any old time – my spaceship to the moon.

The wall colors are changing. And the dog is stealing Halloween decor. Welcome to October.

All is good – love October, the pumpkins, the playoffs, the hints of cashmere in the trees.

Marriage is funny. Not a lot of laughs, yet funny still. I miss sharing things with someone.

Enough about sex. Had some bad experiences myself – four kids – and a wife who wouldn’t forgive me, because I was never all that limber or generous.

I hate Helvetica type. I hate boneless chicken wings. And most of all, I hate Zoom.

In some cultures, a praying mantis is a sign that angels are watching over you.

At college dropoffs, dads cry worse than moms. Probably because we’re more in touch with our feelings.

The waves are white and snowy cold – they glow in the late sun like moonlit sheep.