Rosetta Stone for Rhode Island Directions

I was sitting in the lobby of the hotel, waiting for my friend, Instagramming pictures of chandeliers. The hotel was from a time gone by, restored to its original 1922 grandeur. It was from the age where industrial barons brought wealth to Rhode Island. Manufacturing...

I’ve Got “That Kid”

I came home smiling. Life treated me well for a Monday. I walked through the door, tossed my keys on the island and looked into the dining room. There sat a strange six-year old, not moving a muscle. Since I don’t own a six-year old who doesn’t move a...

Planning for This Year’s Death Toll

Daylight savings time. An antiquated system that keeps kids from going to bed at night–it’s still light out–and gives every single Yankee farmer more time to plant potatoes. Apparently no one can plant potatoes earlier in the day. Daylight savings...

I Don’t Do Lines

I’ve come to the conclusion that life is about lines. There are so many lines in this world. Grocery lines, bank lines, lines of cocaine. Even virtual lines—printer cues, website holds, and “You’re next in line for customer service” on chat. “Next” always seems the...