God only knows.

Last weekend when I went to see Tim Minchin in concert, a pleasant but inebriated lady recorded a video of me yammering at her smartphone about how it is that I believe in God but still scrambled to get front row tickets to that show. I wish I could remember what I said, because I […]

Retro crush

The living room is quiet except for the TV, until we enter. Laughing and talking, it’s time for “our stories,” a term I’m here misappropriating from my grandmother. It’s what she called the soap operas, though in my memory she didn’t watch soap operas. Any rate, our story’s almost on, and there is companionable talk, […]