Welcome to the League of Extraordinary Unemployed People*…
Bridget and Fran have left the exciting world of doggie day care. ( Like the man who spent his days sweeping behind the circus elephants, all I could say was, “What? And get out of show business?”) Doggie day care – in context of the total scheme of the cosmos is a discomfiting concept. So now is their crisis of danger and opportunity. Real opportunity because we have talents greater than poo plucking. Bridget is already expanding her Jagermeister ‘appearances’ and Fran is spending so much time sewing purses and accessories that I feel like I live above a sweatshop.

Tomorrow is Em’s last day at the Westchester library. And Big Ed hasn’t decided where he is going to practice yet. Just so Em leaves on good terms, I’ve gathered in all the inter-library loan books that she found for me. [Including Leon Podles’ Sacrilege, a ponderous book that I would recommend to anyone even remotely interested. He portrays a “perfect storm”-type scenario in which very few sectors of society don’t have some sort of complicity.]

As long as Martha is still at the toy store, I won’t be the only traditionally employed member of the family.

*a dentist, a librarian, a musician, a male model…