After leaving home, I hitched, hiked, and moved about with abandon.


For a while, in graduate school, I dated a surgical resident. It made a sort of sense; I had years in the operating room; she was an MD on a surgical residency; we could talk shop.


There was a mouse aboard. The Cap'n was indifferent. My wife and mother in law adamant; it had to go. On this point, they would not capitulate.


"Don't worry; it will all work out." if you hear those words run like hell for the exit.

One Trick Pony

You may be familiar with the Paul Simon song One Trick Pony. The individual in it has one talent. But it's so good; it's all he needs.


My best friend Bill had a favorite phrase that would pop up anytime he'd have to think his way out of some idiot situation he'd into which he'd fallen. He'd have to "cogitate my veritabilities."