Good Karma, or the Wrath of God?

New England has been buried under twenty feet of snow for a few weeks now. Maybe that’s just my plow pile, or God’s way of saying “Stop speaking in those silly accents. I can’t understand you.” He’s frozen us in blocks of...

For a Bad Time, Invite Me

They call it “The Curse.” Kids started begging me not to attend their games. Me! Their one fan. We didn’t get a lot of fans in those days because we’re regional and we didn’t win. “Casey! You’re cursed. Don’t come,...

Storm Alert: The Rhode Island Bread and Milk Report

When a snowflake threatens to dangle in the air, Rhode Islanders go out in full force. Today, was no exception. Every single last Stewie and Vincenzo went out for bread and milk. Because it might never be available again… I didn’t intend to go into the...