Goodbye, you arrogant bastard.

Monday night was the series finale of House. It also happened to be the night my book club was meeting, so I didn’t watch the episode until Tuesday. There was the hour retrospective beforehand that was really lovely, then there was the episode itself. I thought I might cry, but I didn’t, except for a […]

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, […]