Author Archives: SWYSI

Urgent Elbow Reveals Mr. Brown

It’s been hot. It’s been even hotter in our house. It’s been unbearable in our second floor bathroom. It’s been excruciating in the second floor bathroom with the door closed. And what do you do in the bathroom with the door closed? That’s right. You think. You read. You do what you do while you doo. Why waste passing time when you have the time to pass waste?

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A Familiar Face…To Your Fist?

Minding my own business is something I’ve become reasonably adept at as someone who has absolutely zero intimidation factor. I’d even go as far as saying that if push came to shove I’d probably choose the third option: flee. I’m not a pacifist or anything but I’ve never thrown a punch at anyone I didn’t know like a brother. Not so much the mixed-martial-arts sorta guy. My idea of a violent rampage is to eat a blackened tofu wrap with my wife at an all-organic sandwich shop—without utensils—and then hit up an art museum and barely read any of the captions. The brutality is too much to bear for most onlookers. Sometimes we get really savage and do some gardening before seeing a movie. You can only imagine the wake of broken lives we leave behind.

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Caught Jazz-Handed

Every now and then I’m known to break out into what a very small number of people would call dancing. This isn’t a predictable phenomenon; the conditions under which it occurs vary widely. The result is generally the same. Half of my audience is amused and the other half feels awkward. Today was no different.

We decided that despite the cold and the wind, the sun was too tempting to avoid and it was a good decision because we had a great time. The Outer Cape is a nice place to spend an afternoon walking, hiking, or biking. It’s also a great place to dance in the woods. So I did.

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Did I Just Sell an iPad to a Stranger?

I’ll start this story by saying that if I had the funds, I would’ve bought a gross of iPads by now, and they’d be wallpapering the inside of my house; one for each bathroom, one for the bedside table, one on the kitchen counter. You get the idea. But, as I’m sure you’ve guessed from the first part of that statement, I don’t have the funds. That didn’t stop me from meticulously putting the twin iPads set up in The Mac Express through their paces.

Before I could kick the tires I had to wait a few minutes. There was a line to use the iPad. Not an organized affair but a group of people pretending to browse casually for various screen protectors and charging adapters. When the iPad’s previous user walked away with a practically medical-induced grin on their face, the “casual browser” would take their shot at acting surprised that there was an iPad sitting in the store free for the touching. Continue reading