My mother, the Green Hornet, and other notes of love
Are you still feeling the glow of Mother’s Day? It was a glorious brunch filled day at the Pfister this past Sunday when good sons and daughters showered their moms with well deserved adoration. Me? I was out of town, there and I’m not 100% certain that my Mom even had a good cup of […]
Abraham Lincoln was a lawyer, you know
I make it a habit to never ask another man in a suit if he’s packing heat. So far, sovaldi this choice has served me very well. But it was hard, I mean REALLY, REALLY hard not to go up to the guy in the suit I noticed on the stairs overlooking the lobby and […]
She had me at “cheeseburger”
Maybe it’s because I’m a sucker for blondes, medical but something told me I was gonna love a certain couple of ladies who lunch. You can tell just by looking at someone that they have that unmistakable something-something called soul. And you don’t get soul by shutting your eyes and putting on blinders. You get […]
Rules of My Engagement
Hello. And, physician boy, am I happy you’re reading. Whenever I start a venture I like to understand the rules of the engagement. Please note, however, that I haven’t said that I like to follow the rules. Oh dear me, no. That’s not necessarily my path. But if we all understand the rules together, we’ll […]
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 […]