Bee Please

  “He’s a construction worker and a poet,” he said, looking at me. He wasn’t waiting for a response, but I nodded. I looked at his burgund...

I was thinking about our smartphones. I think about them too much. I like to blame things on the phone’s magical powers of distraction. I wo...

  Last weekend, the kids and I went to Tahoe to visit my parents and my sister’s family. It’s a short drive, about an hour and a half. The k...

  I started the new Real Housewives franchise, Long Island, and it is absolutely marvelous. I’d even argue it’s the most real of all the Hou...

“Hey lactose Intoleridiots, guess what I’m eating?” Kiki shouted as she came down the hallway to my room. G and I were sitting on the bed, a...

  I was walking out of the math building on campus, heading to teach a class, when I saw a very fashionable guy sitting on a bench. The sun ...

  Last night, Geoffrey and I went to dinner at a steakhouse to celebrate Christmas and New Years. We split a ribeye and ordered two side dis...