“The shadow moves as the sun commands.” It’s a figure of speech in the Romany language, one I learned last week. That’s right, I was kidnapped by Gypsies, and that’s where I’ve been since two days after my last post. Now, Gypsies have been kidnapping people for centuries, and it could happen to anybody. Well,… Continue reading O Ushalin Zhala Sar o Kam Mangela
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Innocence Abroad
Cerise and I had just finished breakfast in bed at my place this morning around eleven, and we were sipping cappuccinos when the telephone rang. Caller ID showed nothing other than an Italian number. So, figuring it might be a relative, I answered. It turns out I was correct – my caller was a relative,… Continue reading Innocence Abroad
Werner Heisenberg, Please Phone Home Via Subspace
It is an ill wind indeed, as the old proverb tell us, that blows no good for anyone. And so it has been, for the last few days, a veritable bonanza for me, as one client after another trooped in and out of my office, each gladly paying my customary fees for advice concerning the… Continue reading Werner Heisenberg, Please Phone Home Via Subspace
In My Bankrupt Pontiac
Young Johnny Steele has an Oldsmobile He loves his dear little girl. She is the queen of his gas machine She has his heart in a whirl. Now when they go for a spin, you know, She tries to learn the auto, so – He lets her steer, while he gets her ear And whispers… Continue reading In My Bankrupt Pontiac
Current Miss Universe Apparently From Mars
I was winding up a pretty busy week this afternoon, but around three, there was a vacant hour in my appointment schedule. At times like that, I like to stretch out on the couch by my office window and read, which I did. There’s some excellent fiction in the latest issue of Harper’s, but for… Continue reading Current Miss Universe Apparently From Mars