How The Tables Have Turned and Burned 

I was in a German restaurant perched on a mountainside near Lake Tahoe getting pissed off. I don’t know what it was, but I got a vibe from the staff that we weren’t wanted. Judging from the crappy table we got and the Rolexes dangling from several of the patrons’...

Crossing The Street

A few nights ago, I was walking home with my daughter from a nearby restaurant when we stopped at a light to cross the street. The day had been unbearably hot, but an approaching cold front was stirring just enough of an breeze to take the edge off the lingering humid...

Dancing Round & Round 

A couple of weeks ago, the police called after hours to tell me they found family sleeping in their car. Small children were involved. “I’ll be right in,” I said. After getting buzzed into the police station, I got the skinny from the officer who found them. ...

Habemus Papam

I was riding back with a police officer from a welfare check when his cellphone pinged. “White smoke,” the cop said. “They picked the Pope.” “On the fourth ballot,” I said. “Quicker than last time.”  When I arrived at my office, I turned my computer to the...

Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread

When I came back to work from a doctor’s appointment the parking lot was crammed, forcing me to stow my car on the street. “What gives?” I asked the head admin when I came inside.  “It’s the National Day of Prayer,” she said.  “Already?” “Time flies.” ...