Writing About Unknown People Means I Spend

I Have No Idea How To Get In Touch With Anyone Anymore. Everyone, It Seems, Has A Home Phone, A Cell Phone, A Regular E-mail Account, A Facebook Account, A Twitter Account, And A Web Site. Some Of Them Also Have A Google Voice Number. There Are The Sentimental Few Who Still Have Fax Machines.

My Ace In The Hole As A Human Being Used To Be My Capacity For Remembering Birthdays. I Worked At It. Whenever I Made A New Friend, I Made A Point Of Finding Out His Or Her Birthday Early On, And I Would Record It In My Filofax Calendar.

Unlimited Choice Is Paralyzing. The Internet Has Made This Form Of Paralysis Due To Option Overload A Standard Feature Of Comfortable Modern Life.

I Think The Responsibility Of Running A Huge Business, Which Happens If You Become A Successful Designer, Probably Makes You More Careful.

When I Was A Kid, Halloween Was Strictly A Starchy-vegetable-only Holiday, With Pumpkins And Indian Corn On The Front Stoop; There Was Nothing Electric, Nothing Inflatable, Nothing With Latex Membranes Or Strobes.