It’s like looking in a mirror and somehow seeing the back of your head (which is a work of art in itself) except it’s a painting and not a mirror and paintings are art or something…
Year: 2018
Gold, Frankincense, Myrrh, and Panettone
I know I’m going to get some pushback on this from Chocolate Babka fanatics, and they make a strong argument, but for me the pinnacle of Western Civilization is Panettone. Specifically, Panettone with Chocolate Chip […]
One Retail Clerk Swats WASPs on Way to Top
BOSTON. “The results are in,” Tony Armandine, a manager at the last remaining department store in downtown Boston said to an assembled group of retail help yesterday, the day after Christmas. “And the winner–once again–is Ned Pringy,” […]
No Presents Are Accounted For
I fielded calls on Christmas Eve; they all came from the children. “Oh, when will I see Santa?!” – their anticipation buildin’. Of all the cheerful answers found in any parent’s arsenal, I chose to […]
The Day After Christmas for a Teen Girl Lifeguard
Hi Amanda, I can’t meet you at the mall, I have to work today–ugh! So I’m lifeguarding at the Town Pool. I’m not SUPPOSED to be texting but I don’t care. They don’t pay me […]
Ignacio’s Special First American Christmas
This is a story of a teenaged boy whom I will call Ignacio. He was brought to America from a village in South America to live in a small town for a year as a […]
All I Want For Christmas Is More, More and More Christmas.
Six weeks ago, I awoke to find myself stuck to my living room floor covered in pine sap and tinsel. Two squirrels were giving me the stink eye and clutching their nuts. I felt shock […]
The Most Wonderfullest Christmas Ever
It was the mid-80s, and I was a young man on the verge (at least in my mind) of getting old. It was Christmas time, which made the passing of youth that much more painful; I […]