Digging in to the Dadtritus

Making Sense of the 'Menutiae' in Life's Middle Passage When our division vice president flew into town last Fall, we hosted a team dinner, and as an icebreaker she asked the group to name something they each did well that would be a surprise to everyone else. Now, as my direct boss, she'd known me... Continue Reading →

Public Washrooms: Passive Aggressive Much?

Dumb Shit I Say: Public BathroomsThis first installment in "shit I say" takes a look at my passive-aggressive side. And perhaps yours, too? Today we visit that delightful destination of discomfort -- but necessity -- the public bathroom. Let's skip ahead to when you've finished your business and you dutifully, habitually -- right? -- make... Continue Reading →

Sorry, I Don’t Speak Barber

Lost Lexicon: Hair Styling Settings I haven't owned a comb since about age 14. Blessed -- or cursed -- with kinky hair that runs wild unless shorn to a tight, tennis ball fuzz, my usual morning method consists of a good, vigorous shampooing/conditioning, a good, vigorous towel-drying, then, finally, a good, vigorous whipping around with... Continue Reading →

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