Shopping in China

We prowl Yashow’s aisles, giggling like a pair of teens, assessing shoes and scarves, chattering at the leisurely pace of the senior citizen duo we now are.

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Worry Pastiche

Surveys showed that one in twelve listeners believed the story was real and that Martians were invading New Jersey.

DUMPSTER DAY

I planned to videotape the Miss America and watch it with my daughters—after they returned to me from their dad—the way we always had. (I know, I’m a lowbrow.)

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Empty Nest Redux

Are two overnights a month better than four visits for a few hours each plus having her nearby for spontaneous additional visits?

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Stranger on a Train

Regret is one of my least favorite feelings. In a few minutes I would be switching trains, and the opportunity to help this stranger on a train would soon expire . . .

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Reversals

That Greta’s son had set parental controls on his mother’s computer gave me more than just a chuckle; it gave me a jolt, reminding me of the parent-child reversals I had been noticing more and more in my own life.

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Highway Safety: Truckin’ With Trucks

A truck driver once told me that his instructions were: if you think you are going to hit a car with, say, a family in it, then try to kill all the occupants, because the financial settlement would be lower than if they lived.

These Hmong kids missed my idea mugging the camera.

Freaky Friday in Laos

y very presence seemed to bring out the worrywart in my adventuresome Eliza, as though every day of our time together in Laos were Freaky Friday, as in the film of the same name in which mother and daughter find their personalities exchanged.

Dog as Transitional Object

I knew a 52-year-old man with a 26-year-old girlfriend, who still slept with her teddy bear, so by the principle of transitivity he too slept with the teddy bear.

ADD and The Worrywart

ADD and the Worrywart: This explains why every time I go to New York, I get more work done than when I’m home, writing on my quiet porch in Washington, D.C.

Public Toilet Mishaps

This of course led me to one of my common ruminations: What would be the cutoff for retrieving a precious item from a public toilet?

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Worried About Too Many Advisors

What am I to do about too many advisors? I began preparing for the 2-minute pitch of my memoir 60 days in advance, an average of 1 day for every 3 seconds.

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Name Dyslexia

Given my name dyslexia, every time I go outside, I have to rehearse all four names beforehand in case I run into any of them.

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What Can You Do?

Back to another beau, who could say words backwards and so can I, except someone once stumped me in the Say This Backwards game with “onomatopoeia.”