I was driving home through the August heat soup to an ice cold Bombay Sapphire and Stirrings tonic when my Blackberry cut loose with my latest ring tone. I didn’t answer it, of course, since doing so would turn me into a particular sort of person I despise – that jerk driving down the road… Continue reading Don’t Believe Everything You Hear in the Wilderness
Author: tomcollins
Any Friend of Uncle Sam is a Friend of the Devil Too
I had another one of those clients this morning – obviously South Asian, with a military bearing, paying cash and giving an obviously fabricated name – this one insisted his was “Steven Phillips.” He claimed he was a graduate student from Catholic University doing research for his doctoral thesis. “Catholic University?” I smiled innocently as… Continue reading Any Friend of Uncle Sam is a Friend of the Devil Too
Too Hot to be President
Sometimes, if my schedule allows it, I like to pop out of the office in the morning and grab an espresso drink. Things get slow enough around here in August to allow me the luxury, and this morning, that’s just what I did. But when I returned, Monsou was in my office. “I was in… Continue reading Too Hot to be President
Washington, DC Possible New Wind Energy Source
Down at the Round Robin Bar on Friday night, lips were flapping about what appears to be a situation where a number of United States Congressmen contracted mild cases of heatstroke. Anyone who has visited Washington, DC, during the month of August had better have been doing so on business, because the difference between Hell and… Continue reading Washington, DC Possible New Wind Energy Source
The French Affection
When I’m lounging on the couch Sunday night with a copy of a decent magazine, even The New Republic, if the phone rings, I take a long, hard look at caller ID. But then I saw it was Jacques, my thoroughly French friend from La Sorbonne. Hell, talking to him is about ten times as… Continue reading The French Affection