Just touched down at the airport in my city, I heard love songs galore over the loudspeakers–“Unchained Melody”, “I Will Always Love You”, and the like. Why do they play the most dramatic and impassioned declarations of love imaginable at places where people are about to leave, or have just left, people they they are close to?

Hearing “Unchained Melody” made me happy, though. I’m seeing my lover soon, so I will be chained. Now there’s a cheerful airport thought.

Repair in Underground Club

He always manages to fix what ails me, somehow . . . do the necessary repair work. He’s handy that way–and others.

Repair in Underground Club by Igor Amelkovich