An Easy-Peasy Survey

When I was growing up, nothing was easy. Not to say that things were difficult—in fact, the opposite. But “easy” was never enough. Things were easy-peasy, or easy-peasy Japanesy. Sometimes, they were even easy-peasy lemon-squeezy. And that, I thought, was that. But the other day, I came across a new variant: easy-peasy mac-and-cheesy. Whoah! So …

The Germans Are Coming! (German Cockroaches, That Is)

I’ve heard it many times, particularly among our friends who have come from California to live in the Northeast: ah, the seasons. After a lifetime in a place where snow doesn’t fall and the leaves don’t change, seasons can be a lyric little reminder that the year is  a cycle, yadda yadda. In our little …

Dubious Milestones no. 723: Sasha’s First Death

Meta Mulcahy is dead. Now, to most people, this probably doesn’t mean much, unless you’re a fan of Catholics for Choice, the abortion-rights organization I believe she helped found in 1973, but to me she was simply my neighbor. I’d often see her on my block, usually with her little dog, and if Sasha was …