The media have been reporting a boat load of horrific stories lately, and with the apprehension of alleged multiple kidnapper, rapist and dungeon keeper Ariel Castro in Cleveland, it all got to be a bit too much for my girlfriend Cerise.  “I’m going to the zoo this weekend, Tom,” she announced to me on Thursday, “and afterward, I’m going to see a musical comedy.  And you’re coming with me.” Cerise is very strongly convinced as to the capability of both cute, furry wildlife and musical comedies to create an uplifting, cheerful and positive mental state, whatever else might be happening in the world.  And I believe in doing whatever my girlfriend tells me, within reason.  I don’t mind the zoo [...]

 

As regular readers of this Web log know, I have no problem with clients who prefer to remain anonymous.  They don’t qualify for free initial consultations, of course, but I do ensure that the price of anonymity is, as we say here in Washington, de minimus – the cost of a mere thirty minutes of my attention and advice.  Given that my standard and customary consultation is an hour and a half, that’s quite a bargain, in my opinion anyway.  Payment for clients who decline to reveal their identities is, naturally, required up front in cash, and by cash I mean US dollars.  But despite his coming prepared with a considerable wad of bucks, it proved necessary for “Dick,” the [...]

 

What with self-radicalizing Islamic terrorists wreaking havoc on our sacred soil, poison-soaked letters worming their way through the mail from the backwaters of Mississippi to the corridors of power in our Nation’s Capital, billows of nerve gas wafting across Syria, sequestration tightening its python grip on the economy, the garment industry in an uproar over massive deaths during the collapse of a Bangladesh clothing factory, the South Koreans pulling out of Kaesong, Venezuela tottering on the brink of political chaos, computer glitches shutting down the CBOE and making the NYSE gyrate like a fat stripper on a slippery pole in response to bogus tweets, there’s no surprise in the fact that Gretchen and I spent Saturday at the office this week.  ‘Tis [...]

 

Friday afternoon Gretchen put through a call from Mark Sanford, former Republican governor of South Carolina, nationally recognized defender of conservative values, renowned hiking enthusiast and noted aficionado of Argentine firecrackers. Sanford: Hello?  Is this Tom Collins? Tom: Yes, governor, it is. Sanford: I… um… Rand Paul tells me your first consultation is… uh… Tom: Free of charge. Sanford: Yes. Tom: That’s correct. Sanford: Oh, good, because my God, your rates, they’re, well, sort of… astronomical I guess is the word. Tom: My regular clients understand the adage, “You get what you pay for,” sir; and in fact my schedule today, as on most days, including two or three Saturdays a month, is booked rather tightly with their appointments.  And [...]

 

Last night, Cerise and I went dancing at the Spanish Ballroom, which is located in Glen Echo Park, Maryland.  Glen Echo Park is the only US National Park dedicated to the arts, and yes, they have a couple of genuine Department of Interior park rangers there, too – with those green park ranger uniforms and Yogi Bear park ranger hats and all.  Both of them, by the way, are incredibly good dancers.  The band was a pared-down eight-piece version of Doc Scantlin’s Imperial Palms Orchestra, but quite formidable nonetheless.  The only drawback to Glen Echo as a dance venue is that, being part of the National Park system, there’s no place on the premises to obtain the classic cocktails that [...]

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