M.I.A. – Depression for the Un-Depressed


A  psychology professor was giving an oral test.    Speaking about manic depression, she asked, “How would you explain a man screaming at the top of his lungs one minute, then sitting in a chair weeping uncontrollably the next?” An athlete in the third row offered, “Umm, maybe he’s a basketball coach?”

Where Mayonnaise Comes From


Our ferry arrived in Minorca several hours later than expected.

It was an everything-is-closed Sunday.  In an isolated Spanish port-town.  During siesta.  Shop-fronts were locked up tight.  Wifi eluded us.  No, we hadn’t written down the contact number for the people delivering our rental car.  In the sun-baked silence, not even crickets chirped.  We battled post-apocalyptic conditions to discover our car-delivering individuals had given up on us.