The Urban Leveler

The Urban Leveler

They don’t care what side of the bed you woke on. They don’t care that you even woke on a bed. They are indifferent to your social status, financial means, gender orientation, political or religious views, or the color of your collar or skin.

They couldn’t care less whether you’re in a hurry or enjoying the slow pace of a casual day. As a matter of fact, they don’t care about you at all, because they can’t care at all. They are neutral to such things, unbiased. Fair. Yet I find that I’m still annoyed by them, their tri-colored rainbow display, especially the red one. Continue reading “The Urban Leveler”

The Morning After

The Morning After

She took a long, slow drag off one of her favorite cigarettes as he caressed her hand, both of them lost forever in the moment now fading into their past. They’d waited for this day as if it had been 100 years. Made the arrangements. Devised excuses for skipping out on work. They’d picked a location far from their hometown, where nobody would recognize them in the band of darkness that some would say straddles a thin line, but to them it would be plenty wide to satisfy their curiosity. She had wondered whether she’d feel bliss—or regret—after the rendezvous. And now she knew. It was over. She was already thinking about the next one. It was, as they say, nothing short of spectacular. Continue reading “The Morning After”

Declawed

Declawed

Daisy used to climb the high back chair in my office to lay across the top, that is, until the veterinarian declawed her. And that brings up another interesting point. Daisy was neutered that same day, which is why Daisy, you see, isn’t a she. She’s a he. And he’s a cat.

Chester. Tucker. Tyrone. Or stick with Daisy. These are a few names, among others, our family can’t decide on since my oldest son’s girlfriend enlightened us of Daisy’s genital make-up, though I’d known for a while something looked odd. And I apologize. That might sound sexist.

But as best as I can tell, Daisy doesn’t care about sexism. Continue reading “Declawed”

The State of the Onion

The State of the Onion

The latest presidential candidate debates have me thinking a lot about onions. Many types of onions look good on the outside. They’re even quite colorful.

Some onions are red. Others are purple. We have the yellow variety. And white. And still others are green. Some experts even claim onions offer excellent health benefits, though others may disagree.

Don’t get me wrong. I do like onions.

But have you ever picked an onion purely because it looked good? Continue reading “The State of the Onion”

It’s A Wonderful Life

It’s A Wonderful Life

When you read those words you are likely either nodding in agreement or shaking your head. It’s a wonderful life. Yes, it is. Or, no, it isn’t.

If you haven’t seen the Hollywood classic, you might presume it’s the image of the picture perfect family. Dad grinning wide at his children in front of the Christmas tree. Mom gazing with love and admiration into his eyes. Children who can do no wrong. It’s what we want everyone to see. It’s how we wish life would be. And life is… Continue reading “It’s A Wonderful Life”

Green Leaf Bug

Green Leaf Bug

I was sipping coffee outside when out of the corner of my eye I noticed a leaf stuck between the deck slats, waving with the morning breeze. It was colored an extraordinarily rich green, a contrast from the spectrum of autumn browns, yellows, and oranges. A closer look revealed a True Katydid, a.k.a., a green leaf bug.

I figured it was dead. Temperatures had dropped into the 40’s that night. With my slippered feet I tapped it onto its side. It’s legs pedaled slowly into empty air.

I picked it up. It’s tiny eyes stared at me with helpless abandon. Continue reading “Green Leaf Bug”