Toodle-loo.
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Toodle-loo.

My term as Pfister Narrator is about to expire.  A bell is sounding.  A cane is coming to pull my waist off the stage.  A gong is sounding.  Ladies are booing, children are throwing popcorn at me, but I do not want to leave my flaming hula hoop. I still wanted to tell you the story about […]

The Hard Part About Living In Costa Rica
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The Hard Part About Living In Costa Rica

I meet her in the elevator and she says she recently moved to Costa Rica. I ask the Costa Rican ex-patriot for a story and she tells me that she is not a very interesting, site story-rich person. I whine, “Come on, you live in Costa Rica! Haven’t you seen some crazy wildlife down there?” […]

This Is Not The Real Dance
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This Is Not The Real Dance

Sisters came in from New York to attend the wedding and to show off their Wedding Dance. They are choreographing their piece right now on the exquisite carpet that urges all who come here to at least sashay at least slightly even if it is so slight that no one notices because you are an […]

Whispering, 1925
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Whispering, 1925

My term as Pfister narrator is almost up, so yesterday I finally booked a room.  My best friend Jessie drove in from Ann Arbor for the occasion.   Jessie promptly plopped on the plush puff bed as soon as we had entered and perused our room, #332. She then jumped to action and made us a to-do list. We […]

A Psychometric Questionairre
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A Psychometric Questionairre

Yeah, humans are social creatures you know, we see faces inside clouds, fungus and tea stains. Children conduct full-length conversations with “pet” rocks and plush dinosaurs, then as adults, they still try to assign meaning to their frighteningly mysterious days through science, philosophy, religion, art, astrology or psychology. Pfister barista Desiree longs to crack the […]

When you look at some modern art it can stump you.
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When you look at some modern art it can stump you.

Barbara has been giving tours for the Milwaukee Art Museum over a half century. “When I first came to the museum, there were eight employees.” This January I started my fifty-second year. I retired when I was 50, but I’m still going in, teaching and working ‘cause I don’t want to sit at home. I […]

A Mom Letter and a Dad Letter
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A Mom Letter and a Dad Letter

I was taking a picture of the roses in the lobby when Val, the bartender summoned me over to see something. I took a stool at the bar and waited for a moment as Val rustled around in her bag, elbow deep.  At last she exclaimed “Ah!” and pulled out an envelope to show me. It was sent […]

This is Howard.  I just met him in the kitchen.
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This is Howard. I just met him in the kitchen.

Anja: How long have you worked in room service?   Howard: Nine months.   Anja: What does that all entail?   Howard: Well… amenities, hospital doing orders, and uh, being very uh… kind and gentle with guests hospitality wise. You make them feel wanted, and if they want anything, you do it with care and […]