Shoot ‘n’ Scoot

Phrases and brainworms stuck in my mind after skimming online news sites this morning: shooter on a scooter, half-Jewish Superman, how often should you poop. The last a question, not a recommendation. Comes to that, I think the answer is “when you have to.” And the scooter shooter? It must be near impossible to aim […]

Birds Aren’t Real*

Twitter was going downhill before Elon Musk bought it. I can’t put a finger on why, but it felt to me as if some of the spirit had leaked out of it. It was becoming less collegial, more angry. Maybe that’s the fate of any social media platform … as more and more climb aboard, […]

Consorting with Queens

The dogs get me up at oh-five-hundred hours every day. I let them out back to do their business, then pad into the kitchen to prepare their breakfast. As I filled their bowls with kibble yesterday, I remembered the coronation and turned on the TV to watch. Good on you, Charles, king at last. And you too, Camilla.