Murrmurrs

There was nobody in line at the post office. Not one soul. I stifled a gasp, scanned for snipers, and willed my heart rate back down. The...

Apparently, there's an underground network of ferrets in New York City. Which seems odd. Prairie dogs, I could understand. The ferr...

Heights? So, as I mentioned, I just found out that my friend Julie Zickefoose is afraid of having a clam clamp down on her foot.  I ...

Photo by Tim Ryan People on my Facebook page like to post pictures of birdies. I thought I could trust them to play nicely for a...

I have a lot of personal pride in the ability of my legs to take me wherever I want to go, when I'm not tipping over. So I'm disi...

We are indebted to Mr. Michael L. Smith for advancing science in the field of bee sting excruciation, building on the previous work of J...

We used to have two major newspapers in this town, but a long time ago one of them went away, and we were left with The Oregonian. I had ...