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Home for the Holidays: Postscript
By Claudia Hunter
I'm 32, but on the ride to the airport, I felt like a 15-year-old stranger in my father's car. God it felt good to get home - my real home.Posted on December 28, 2006
Barista! The Gift Card That Saved Christmas
By Maude Perkins
I wanted to smash his head through the glass so he could get a closer look at the superior quality of people he was degrading.Posted on December 27, 2006
Home for the Holidays: Day 7
By Claudia Hunter
We all have our truths. Mom tries to face hers.Posted on December 27, 2006
Home for the Holidays: Day 6
By Claudia Hunter
A shrieking child trumps a gift card at Borders, and those homicidal feelings you thought you left at home return in a flash.Posted on December 26, 2006
Home for the Holidays: Day 5
By Claudia Hunter
Even the dog is stressed out and downing prescription meds.Posted on December 25, 2006
Home for the Holidays: Day 4
By Claudia Hunter
My mother is too sick to criticize my clothing. Lesson learned: Visit only when mom is ill. It will definitely improve our relationship.Posted on December 24, 2006
Home for the Holidays: Day 3
By Claudia Hunter
Christmas Candylane at Hersheypark it is!Posted on December 23, 2006
Home for the Holidays: Day 2
By Claudia Hunter
Here my sister-in-law's mom chirps "What's a hermaphrodite?" Dead silence.Posted on December 22, 2006
Home for the Holidays: Day 1
By Claudia Hunter
The kids are glad to see me, but mom starts right in.Posted on December 21, 2006
Cab #427
A scatting, velvet-voiced chauffeur can overcome the cheesiest of soft-jazz instrumentals.Posted on December 20, 2006
Home for the Holidays: The Preamble
By Claudia Hunter
We were raised in a world without privacy, and that comes racing back when we're at my parents' for a holiday. You can be in the middle of a shower and the door will burst open so my Dad can put his pajamas in the hamper.Posted on December 20, 2006
Tribune Tag Sale
By Will Cleveland
The Cubs, one of Tribune's entertainment assets, are "non-strategic," in case you hadn't already figured that out.Posted on December 18, 2006
Barista! The Motley Weekend Crew
By Maude Perkins
Most of the homeless people are dazzling conversationalists. Whether they are talking with themselves, each other, or with you, it is never short of fascinating.Posted on December 18, 2006
Cab #1180
Imagine being transported in a giant vat of Pina Colada mix.Posted on December 14, 2006
Cab #369
The driver's odd behavior ranged from his strange choice of snack food to his red-light ritual.Posted on December 14, 2006
Barista! The Refill Bandit
By Maude Perkins
If this guy really had to cut corners, he'd forego his daily, overpriced corporate coffee. But maybe the cup with the familiar logo on it is too much of a status symbol to give up - like his Lexus. I wonder if he bargains for refills at the gas station.Posted on December 11, 2006
The False Promise of eBay
By The Beachwood Online Auction Affairs Desk
Can you really find "whatever IT is" on eBay? No.Posted on December 09, 2006
Barista! The Unbearable Horror of the Kids Corner
By Maude Perkins
I realize, by the way, that some of you may think it would be cute and somehow appropriate to spell the "Corner" in Kids Corner with a "K." But there's nothing cute about it.Posted on December 07, 2006
Cab #1396
He used to own a liquor store on the South Side. Now that was a dangerous job.Posted on December 02, 2006
Cab #3393
The revolution is just a cab ride away.Posted on December 02, 2006
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