Yesterday around eleven forty-five in the morning, my doorbell chimed. But when I opened the front door, I saw only my dear brother Rob Roy, standing there with a couple of grocery bags. “Where’s Jason?” I asked, peering past Rob, thinking perhaps he was approaching, taking up the rear with his own arm load of… Continue reading Primaries and Punishments
Author: tomcollins
Formula Wonderful Nut
My friend Cerise insisted on treating us to Sunday brunch at the Hay-Adams Hotel, so I guess I must be doing something right. But no sooner than we sat down with our mimosa flutes and plates of delicacies, a familiar voice, in such a proper Received Accent you’d expect it to read you the BBC… Continue reading Formula Wonderful Nut
Targeting an Exit Strategy in Iraq
Last night, around ten, while I was relaxing on the living room couch with the latest issue of Harper’s, my cat Twinkle curled up at my side, purring away like a tiny, idling motorcycle, the phone rang. Being so comfortable, I decided to let voice mail pick up the call. Two minutes later, however, it… Continue reading Targeting an Exit Strategy in Iraq
Battle of the Bucket
Prospective clients, particularly foreign ones, often request that my initial contact with them occur some place sociable, and that was exactly the case yesterday evening. After leaving the office, I made for the bar at the Washington Hilton, on Connecticut Avenue near DuPont Circle, where a fellow from Ghana is staying. Not everybody from Ghana is poor,… Continue reading Battle of the Bucket
Driven to Distraction
One thing I like about rental car companies these days is that they will come and pick you up when you rent one of their vehicles, subsequently dropping you off at your home when you return it to one of their business sites. When I travel by air, I like to rent a car just… Continue reading Driven to Distraction