Me and my Computer

Recipe: One part of nostalgia, two parts of imagination. Add ice, stir, do not shake. Pour into Martini glasses and enjoy. I’ve been a widower for nearly three years now. There are times when it’s very lonely—but I’m not trying to bring back the past. When I have those depressive moments, I usually descend four steps to my tiny office and sit in front of my computer, eyes on the screen, fingers on... read more

Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

I should warn you. This is not your usual short story. It’s more taking you on an imaginary investigation. Don’t panic, however. It’s guaranteed to be painless (well, more or less) even if it is puzzling. I’m not going to tell you anything you haven’t already observed. Go to that tall hall mirror to check it out. It reverses your image so that your right hand becomes your left and vise versa.... read more