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I’ve been playing Klondike solitaire for years, and I still remember the first time I switched from flipping one card to flipping three. I’d been coasting …
You've beaten Klondike. You know the drill: build those four piles up from Ace, flip through the draw pile, feel that little rush when everything finally …
There's a moment that seems made for solitaire: the nap that actually held, the bedtime that went relatively smoothly, the quiet pocket of twenty minutes that …
I pulled out my senior yearbook photo the other night. My mom was visiting, and my 18-year-old son was sprawled on the couch, hoodie up, playing …
Scroll through any 1990s high school yearbook and you'll spot the same thing I do every time: a sea of teenagers who look like they could …
I’m standing in the checkout line at the supermarket, pre-mixed martinis in hand, and the cashier is giving me that look. The one that says I’m …
You know the scene. You're at Sephora, helping your kid find a moisturizer that doesn't cost more than your own, and a cluster of tweens is …
You know the moment. You're flipping through an old yearbook or catching a rerun of some teen movie from the '80s, and you stop dead on …