The Umbrella

Back around the time Lena and I were first married, she worked for a guy named Mike, who owned a magazine. Mike wasn’t a bad guy …well, okay. Mike was a bad…

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To Catch a Panda

Not long ago, I had my Apple credit card number stolen. (I think it happened when I was getting gas at an unfamiliar station, but who really knows.) At any…

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Living Forever

I have a somewhat arbitrary goal of writing a minimum of twenty books before I stop, and given the low bar for the job, that likely means when I die.…

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The Star Trek Lamp

A while back, long enough ago that I am no longer worried about anyone involved reading this, Lena and I entertained fairly regularly. We’d have couples over and take return…

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Downstairs

Two weeks ago I fell down the stairs. Loudly. Dramatically. With just bucketloads of cursing. Our laundry machines are in the basement. (Why we have a basement in Florida next to a…

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Building a Universe

Be nervous when the UPS guy shows up with a hand truck. The UPS guy is bigger than you and knows how to handle heavy boxes. A hand truck means…

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Gambini the Great

As long-time readers are aware, Lena, like the French in general, loves Little House on the Prairie. While it may at one point in history have been considered a “good”…

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Dear Fantasy Advice

Dear Fantasy Advice, I am a pixie living in Tolgara. I’m married to a strong sprite from what I thought was a good family. I’ve loved him since the instant…

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Work Vacation in the Desert

Lena and I recently spent a week and a half in Arizona, for a designer’s conference on Adobe’s software products. She’s gone to a zillion cons for me, selling books,…

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