by Brad Graber | Jul 15, 2017 | Whimsical Observations on Life
In this age of the Internet, I have more passwords then I can possibly remember. Six pages to be precise. Many of the new accounts came with the publication of my debut novel, The Intersect. Goodreads, Kindle, Apple ibooks and WordPress—to name but a few. The rest are...
by Brad Graber | Jul 9, 2017 | News, Whimsical Observations on Life
On July 4th, friends invited us over to learn how to play Mahjong. Mahjong! The game my mother and her girlfriends played when I was growing up. I remember those ladies laughing and calling out tiles as I passed through the kitchen on my way to the refrigerator. I’d...
by Brad Graber | Jun 25, 2017 | Whimsical Observations on Life
Did you ever notice that you can’t seem to go to a deli without running into a fly circling your pastrami sandwich? It drives me nuts. Instead of enjoying my meal, I spend my time guarding my plate, swatting at the air, hoping the filthy creature doesn’t land in my...
by Brad Graber | Jun 17, 2017 | Whimsical Observations on Life
Toenails are God’s little joke on men. Unlike women who luxuriate in pedicures, men are tough. We manage our own nail care. Bending and straining to clip them until something bad happens. An ingrown toenail. Foot fungus. Falling arches. And then we rush to the...
by Brad Graber | Jun 8, 2017 | Whimsical Observations on Life
I’ve been driving Jeff’s new car. A Lincoln MKC. And much to my surprise, the whole thing is push button. The entire shift mechanism is gone. You have to literally point and touch your way to park, reverse and drive. Great for keeping your mind agile. Change for...
by Brad Graber | May 21, 2017 | Whimsical Observations on Life
When did shaking hands as a greeting go out of fashion with men? It seems that everywhere you go—guys are now hugging. Restaurants, gyms, sporting events, car shows—wherever men gather—they’re engaging in these awkward man hugs. Not quite touching—and yet—touching a...
Recent Comments