If you've never woken up next to a woman...

...You might think we're all catfishes

One Colorado morning, I had driven my son to school in my bathrobe, as one does, and was preparing to enjoy a rare day off.

By “enjoy” I mostly mean letting the civil war between my animals simmer as I unpacked another antique box from my uncle’s estate. I almost never get any rest. I can’t decide if that’s a failing of mine, or the world’s. Maybe both.