Your Intellectual Dentist
I’ve never been a good sleeper. As long as I can remember, I have simply needed less than other people.
The truth is, I’ve always wanted to be a cowboy.
No, not the kind who rides the range, roping steers and busting broncos.
I was challenged to a fight the other day.
Walking to my car in a Berkeley parking lot, I felt before I saw that familiar, menacing…
“That’s too much butter,” is what her mom would say and I’d agree, even though I know there isn’t that much there.