Turning 70 at the End of the Month

In preparation for my annual Canadian fishing trip, I needed to organize my fishing gear. I went into my garage to inventory my current supply of lures and jigs, only to discover that my tackle box was gone. I hadn’t used it or seen it since last October, and now it...

Old People in the Grocery Store

The older I get, the less tolerant I am of old people. Any empathy generated by my own mental lapses is more than offset by a serious case of curmudgeonliness. I don’t like the way some old people drive. I don’t like the way some of them remain in political office...

James and Asian American X (Part Two)

I committed a blog-writing blunder two weeks ago. In a hurry to get my weekly blog out on time, I posted a “Part One” without having written a decent Part Two. Last week when I tried to flesh out the second part, I came to realize that a followup piece was...

Manyu’s First Week Back

After three months in Taiwan, Manyu is finally back in La Crosse. This does not mean we necessarily see each other much. Because of jet lag, my wife’s sleep patterns are like someone on third shift. She falls asleep after lunch and gets up about the time I go to...

James and Asian American X (Part One)

I often read two books at the same time. I keep one next to my recliner, the other next to my bed. One is always a novel, the other is usually nonfiction. If one of them, usually the novel, is exceptional, I might put the second book aside. If neither book holds my...

Almost Didn’t Cut My Hair

Manyu likes my hair fairly short; I prefer it long. There is a hair length, however, where my hair starts to curl on the ends and then Manyu likes it long. The trick for me is to ignore her suggestions for a haircut until my hair completely covers my ears. She starts...
Steven Simpson