With the name “Time Machine,” I guess I should have realized the similarity sooner:

Every time I run Time Machine I expect to see Steve Job’s face zooming in and the familiar dum-de-dum dum-de-dum theme music playing.
With the name “Time Machine,” I guess I should have realized the similarity sooner:

Every time I run Time Machine I expect to see Steve Job’s face zooming in and the familiar dum-de-dum dum-de-dum theme music playing.
Wow! Once I strapped the dogs to the sled and mushed my way north to my office, I was surprised by a Valentine’s package! It’s been so long since anyone sent me something like that. Two adorable stuffed [more...]
Until last month, there was only one Armstead Maupin book I hadn't read -- The Night Listener. I was all caught up in the world of Mary Ann Singleton and Mrs. Madrigal, and left that book out because it wasn't part of [more...]