Generation huh: Who are we anymore? My sister was born in 1981. Apparently, those born in the years between 1979 -1982 are trapped in a purgatory generation of sorts. I always knew there was something odd about my sister and now I am glad to have proof I […]
Ghost Riders in the Cross-Country Storm As we raced cross country this past week. we encountered some wicked storms through the midwest that had me humming along to the Door’s “Rider’s on the Storm” and feeling like I was a bit in a horror film. There were times […]
Oh no! Not in my house President Obama recently made news. Well, he always makes the news. Let me start over. Recently, a group of individuals were invited to attend the White House. They were specifically invited to attend because of LGBT month celebration. Then one of the […]
In loving memory of children-whatever age they are Ever since I gave birth nearly seven years ago my appetite for the local news diminished. It may seem like a weird association but let me explain. Before seven years ago, I could not get enough of the news. Any […]
Thanks for the Tabasco sauce mhttp://https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/journey/om: I love biting my nails I wear pink, high heels and ponytails. But I do not do manicures. No point to such an act as I have no nails to speak of. I bite and chew them. To many, my nails are […]
My Birthday Haiku Gloat, no rain today Craving pies, open roads, dotes Sonshine feeds my soul
Break free from the winter doldrums Sometimes we are caught in our own little closed-off-to-the-world dark shack. We want more from life but can’t quite get our window shutters to open or even get a functional door onto the world. This dreary winter has caused many to hunker […]
Wacky news as far as I am concerned Like the Backstreet Boys, my wacky news column is back. It took a hiatus of sorts as I figured out how to live in San Francisco. Which for a New Yorker, there have been lots of ups and downs. The […]
Haiku: Wishing my mommy lived still Little pink bonnets Wishing my mommy lived still Above hunting eggs
A quick rant on gentrification This morning I heard the local newscaster note that “housing prices are about where they should be and doesn’t expect them to go up much more.” I wanted to call them, rant and ask them if they truly believed that housing […]
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