I step into the maw of the cavernous Orlando Convention Center and am assaulted by the screaming of at least five hundred teenage girls. The air is peppered with arcing white volleyballs.
Category Archives: Reflections from the Kahwa Coffee Shop
“The Doctor Will See You Now….”
I have shoes older than my new primary care doctor. He has a pageboy haircut, like Prince Valiant…
Election Day
“I’m worried about you,” my sister Peg said. “Are you sure you’ll be safe?” I had just told her I had volunteered to be a poll watcher.
Get a Job
I envy men who have had a profession, men who always wanted to be an actuary or a toll collector on the New Jersey Turnpike. I was born into a military family. My father, both grandfathers, a grandfather’s brother, my brother, three of my cousins, and a brother-in-law were military officers.
Being the Big Kahuna
I held the gavel suspended in mid-air. It was my last meeting as Chair of the St. Petersburg Urban Detritus Society (SPUDS). I held fire on gaveling the annual membership meeting to an end
Marshall Craig 