The Makeup Rule

I think we were somewhere in Northern California. It was ourĀ annual summer vacation, and I was around 7 or 8 years old. We were in the middle of a town during the morning rush hour, and I remember looking out the window of our station wagon. The woman next to us was pretty, dressed professionally, […]

Know Your Out

When I took driver’s ed in high school, our teacher always told us to know where our “outs” were. “What’s your out?” he’d ask as I was driving on a major road. “To my left,” I’d say. “Are you sure?” he’d prod. He wanted to make sure I had confidence in my answer. “Yep, already […]