The boy has left the building…

So Sunday was LL’s birthday. Given her druthers, she’d let birthdays slide by quietly and ignored. I like a bit of fuss, just a bit. {...}

Big business transactions are affairs of half truths and concealment. Each player concedes as little as they have to. It is a game of infinite {...}

Poor Ali Baba had a fever yesterday. Not a really bad one, but bad enough he didn’t each much and slept most of the day. {...}