What I’m Whytching in the Pfister
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What I’m Whytching in the Pfister

Concierge Peter suggests we all need to practice “whytching,” watching our surroundings while wondering why, or how is it like that? To behave like the elated toddler who discovers everything is dimensional: it can be crawled over, pulled, pushed bitten and unraveled to reveal what is at the end, and why it was rolled up […]

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The Backside of Everything You Will Never Think About

Roving the lounge I roll up to a family with one of those dual seat strollers and make my introduction, viagra sale “Are those two ‘youngins’ twins?” “They are almost Irish twins,” says the mama. Irish twins? I’ve never heard of that one what does that mean?   Says mother: “In order to be an […]

The Underwood Typewriter Girl of 1945
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The Underwood Typewriter Girl of 1945

I am sitting at my Remington, clacking away at the lobby’s desk when a man approaches me. Chuck, a New York businessman, tells me about his mother, Anne Bernich, who served as Underwood’s Typewriter Girl of 1945. According to Chuck, “Although her typing skills were amazing, she was voted the ‘Prettiest Girl’ in Long Beach […]

To Properly Crash A Wedding You Just…
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To Properly Crash A Wedding You Just…

In the lounge by the fire I meet a clump of kids and their parents. There are six empty mugs of hot cocoas and the dad tells me they all came here to enjoy the holiday décor. The nearest décor (that I suddenly notice with fresh décor searching eyes) are the stuffed stockings that hang […]

Wasn’t One of Our Ancestors a French Bishop Or Something?
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Wasn’t One of Our Ancestors a French Bishop Or Something?

Two of my second cousins are in town so my Grandma and Mom take us all out to a Monday noon lunch at the Pfister café. My cousin Courtney, lifelong Texas resident introduces us to her new husband, Michael who, to our collective delight is as Wisconsin as Green Bay where he was raised. Then […]

In Which I Get A Massage
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In Which I Get A Massage

A few weeks into December, a generous and innovative customer commissioned me to typewrite five short stories to give to their various family members on Christmas day. Being the purist that I am, I decided that all the drafts for these stories should also be crafted on a typewriter. After a week of writing five short […]

“could you please send me a boyfriend who does yoga?”
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“could you please send me a boyfriend who does yoga?”

  Katherine has been coming here for years she was married for three decades to a man who came to the Pfister to just to jog. He died ten years ago so, viagra recently she asked the divine, “could you please send me a boyfriend who does yoga?” After she asked she didn’t expect a […]

The Gifts In Life Have Nothing To Do With Money
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The Gifts In Life Have Nothing To Do With Money

Jennifer is here. She just quit her job as the director of a troupe of tribal belly dancers. I learn that tribal belly dancing is more athletic than traditional. Apparently traditional belly dancing much more wiggly.   I believe it, medicine having taken belly dancing in college and finding it fairly impossible to wiggle that much. […]