Notes from the field: A Rose by any other name
I will never figure out Rose. She works out every day at the gym, climbing the Stairmaster. True, this is massively offset by her indulgences at night, but recently we were driving to see Rufus Wainwright in concert. Once again she insisted we use the overly expensive valet parking. Why, if she spends money to climb imaginary stairs in the morning, would walking from the parking lot to the concert be a problem the very same evening?