I would suggest designers of the non-spill fuel nozzle inhaled too many gasoline fumes except its utter uselessness suggest none of them ever got within a city block of a…View post

This one goes out to my baseball-playing nephews. From the book “Roughneck Grace,” available here. NOTE: Since I began posting the daily “From the Little Writing Room Above the Garage”…View post

Once I grabbed an electric pig fencer with my bare hands. Then I decided to write a goofy book about French philosophy. Not everybody dug it. But…* From the book…View post

My longtime friend Al brought his microphone up to my room over the garage. Al and I first met in 1992 when I went on his radio show to hawk…View post

I’m tickled with how this discussion begins; the reader admitting she was assigned my book in grad school and “I didn’t enjoy it.” Then another story unfolds… I’ve been doing…View post