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2013
When I was a kid in the dark ages, my family had but one telephone in our home, placed atop a designated “telephone table” in our entrance hall. It was a heavy, black pedestal model left over from the 1940s that rang loudly enough to alert everyone in the house and, whether in the kitchen, bedroo...
06/26/2013
Did you ever say something to someone, offhandedly and unfiltered, where you immediately wanted to sink into the ground? My worst experience like that happened when I was too young to know better, visiting close friends who asked me how I thought they might improve the decoration in their home. ...
06/13/2013
Of all the gadgetry in my home, there is one device with which I have an intense, almost unnatural relationship: my bathroom scale. Each and every morning, I surrender myself to it just before I jump into the shower. If this simple act stopped there, it would be considered perfectly no...
06/04/2013
