Bean Bods and Pixie Sticks

Gorgeous spring day. Santa Monica. A temperate 70 degrees. The sun warm, not hot. You spot an ice cream shop, and, though you weren’t thinking about it an instant before, it’s like a sign from the universe. There are a lot of things that could make this rare day of relaxation better, but, until you…

Facebook Status Update Provides Alibi I’m not saying that anyone here is lying. But calling this a “rock-solid” alibi is hardly accurate. I guess what I’m saying is, if any of you are planning on committing a crime anytime soon, just shoot me the date and time of your impending law-breakin’ and your Facebook password…

There was a man who worked at Central Market in South Lake, Texas. His job was a little awkward. He wasn’t a cashier or a bagger or a stocker. He was an attendant. Every time I saw him, he was positioned where the shelves of chips met the end of the chocolate aisle, midway between…