Month: August 1993

Houdini of Hamsters I left the hamster in the washing machine the other night. It’s his fault. He’s the Houdini of hamsters. The first time he escaped we took the blame, the next time we wondered. The third time my daughter watched him stretch up to the air vent, unscrew it with his paws and…

Shhh! It’s almost embarrassing to admit in the age of television – I am addicted to reading. My mother despaired of me carrying a purse like a proper lady. I prefer a book bag. Whenever I leave the house, I grab a handful of books, just in case I get stuck somewhere with nothing to…

Before your tongue tangles trying to say my name: The first rhymes with “bone.” For the last name think about a juicy hamburger grilled to perfection. Just before it’s slid onto a sesame seed bun, someone opens up a plain Hershey candy bar and lays it on top. Not a HAMburger. Not even a CHEESEburger,…