Man. Dog. Cone.

Man. Dog. Cone.


Yesterday, as I was driving, I happily slowed down for a procession of about six horses, walking single file in an orderly line, as far to the side of the road as possible. I have never seen a line of cyclists do this. I’ve written here and here about my war with cyclists. But up […]

Not Picking Up Your Dog’s Poop

It’s 2008, right? I mean, I know that’s not what it is according to certain other calendars (5768 according to the Jewish calendar) but generally we would all agree that we are in the 21st century. So why is it in this modern time that some of my neighbors haven’t gotten the memo that leaving […]