Maybe she should do her husband’s speeches

My commute is usually 13 miles, taking about 45 minutes. Yesterday, it was 30 miles, and an hour and a half. Someone spotted a “suspicious package” near the bridge into D.C., and the police shut it down  [more...]

Ah, the hose. The preferred plaything of suburbia. I got up this morning, puttered around the garden, washed the car, and then spent an idyllic half hour hosing down the driveway, the sidewalks, the gutters, the  [more...]

I’m sure you read yesterday about the man in New York who risked his life to save a man who fell onto the subway tracks — a selfless, heroic act, indeed. But what happens after a person becomes a hero? In  [more...]