Table For One

Astros fans, I feel your grief, your heartache, your shock. I’ve listened to the countless sports radio “ifs” and “should haves” from armchair quarterbacks trying to make sense of the gut-twisting World Series Game 7 loss. There just has to be some explanation, someone to…

I Love This Game “Lakers lost! This SUCKS!!!!!!” -diary entry, June 12, 1984 I was thirteen years old. My handwriting in red marker matched my anger about the NBA Finals Game 7 between the Los Angeles Lakers and the Boston Celtics. My first record of…

Dance Salad Festival Hobby Center for the Performing Arts, Zilkha Hall March 29-31, 2018 It’s at least an eight-course, three-hour long meal, three days in a row. It’s the satiating Salad served up right before Easter Sunday dinner. It’s Dance Salad Festival. And it’s delicious….

I imagine it was late one evening last October when Jeff Bezos in comfy pajamas, whisky in hand, stood at his kitchen island. Just one more quick look. He opened his laptop, logged into aHarmony, eager to see any new emails. Hm, Houston. He scanned…

The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down a very deep well. It was a rare frigid and…

October Men When will I ever get this chance again? Each time I refreshed the screen to see StubHub’s supply of remaining single tickets, it was the same wrestle – cost vs. opportunity. The chance to see another playoff game, to watch the best pitchers…