A Conversation I Heard on the Bus

I boarded the 40 around noon on Thursday and there weren't many people on it, but there was a woman with sensible pink lipstick and cropped gray hair and a pleasant demeanor speaking with a man across the aisle who had a red beard and a dirty reusable grocery bag full of old things and…

What I Actually Mean When I Talk About Running

Invariably, when I go on a run, I put on running clothes, sure and lace my Camino shoes tight. I find the earbuds that don’t fall out and I take the house key off my keychain put it in the tiny pocket in my shorts and bolt out the front door. I run for two blocks…

Two Beers on an Empty Stomach

When you eat alone, and the restaurant is empty, you can type on your laptop and eat a whole pizza. And drink a beer too. I drink the Umbrella IPA, which I read on the wrinkled tap list is redolent of “gooseberry and bright fruit... balanced by a pale malt character.” After it's gone, I’ll…

Five Days of the Longest Week of the Year in Retrospect

December 25 The longest week is December 25-31. Christmas is Christmas, and then it's the bottom of the year's exhale until the door of the new year opens. Everyone is digesting their food. It's when you finish up things that are nearly done, theoretically. I know a funny name for this week, but it's inappropriate…