by Brad Graber | Oct 7, 2017 | Whimsical Observations on Life
There is something going on in our house. Something inexplicable. The volume on the television is too loud. Until it isn’t. And then, you struggle to understand the words being spoken by the actors. Yes – I know If you’ve read my blog, and by the...
by Brad Graber | Oct 6, 2017 | Whimsical Observations on Life
Years ago I learned an important lesson when someone I dearly loved was dying. If you can throw money at a problem and fix it, then it isn’t really a problem after all. Of course, such a philosophy requires that you’re flush with cash. Line up a roof repair, new hot...
by Brad Graber | Sep 24, 2017 | Whimsical Observations on Life
I hate to admit it, but I spend a lot of time looking down. Is this a matter of safety, not wanting to trip, or a reflection of my innate personality? Am I making too much of this? Perhaps. It wouldn’t be the first time. Avoiding potholes? It isn’t that I’m afraid of...
by Brad Graber | Sep 16, 2017 | Whimsical Observations on Life
It’s odd, but it seems our house is just not big enough. Oh, there’s plenty of square footage. Certainly plenty of space for two men and a dog to navigate. And still, we’re constantly bumping into one another. I can’t quite figure it out. Points of contact...
by Brad Graber | Sep 10, 2017 | Whimsical Observations on Life
Growing up in New York City in the 1960s, a poodle lived in our bathroom. Pink, with black eyes and a white bow permanently sewn to its head, it sat atop the back of the toilet tank, beady eyes watching our family during the most intimate of moments. By now you’ve...
by Brad Graber | Sep 2, 2017 | Whimsical Observations on Life
It has finally happened. I was at dinner with friends and within five minutes of being seated, we were all looking down at our smartphones—Googling, Facebooking, and God only knows what else. Nomo what? Nomophobia (fear of being without your mobile phone—no...
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