For a long time we wanted to get a second dog. Then we had a baby, and I had to give up this desire for a while.

This morning, Esther Saint-Juste did nothing between the time she woke up and the time she got out of bed. There is nothing she’ll be able to tell her husband when he calls just before lunch.

I found out only later that when my ma called Ensign Wang a lunatic, she’d meant it literally—he really was a mental patient.

My shrink has an office in a walk-up above a pizza parlor. He’s new in the business, and since he has very few patients as yet, and sometimes hours between appointments, he works part-time as a pizza chef.

Guests

THERE CAN CERTAINLY be no doubt about it. Something’s got into guests these days. You’ve got to keep an eye on them all the time. Even to make sure it’s their own overcoat they’re putting on. And that they don’t squeeze on an extra sheepskin hat.