Fallout

In a sure sign I’m getting older, I laid down big money tonight for a Calphalon eight-piece set of nonstick aluminum pots and pans. Later, while walking around my neighborhood, I noticed someone was throwing out one of those yellow and black metal Fallout Shelter signs, which I’ve wanted since I was about 15, to the point of giving some thought to sneaking around at night and prying one off the brick wall of the local grade school. Surprisingly, I did not stop to retrieve this booty from the trash and take it home, for any shelter housing Calphalon is too upscale to feature ironic metal street signs nailed to its walls.