Okay. So this is really happening. We are, all of us, dealing with a pandemic. It feels odd to even type those words. Depending on where in the world you happen to be, circumstances may mean you have access to…
New to You
So – new website. If the banner photo doesn’t remind you of Bowie’s “Loving the Alien” then allow me to plant that in your brain hole. You’re welcome. For the record, I don’t enjoy having my photo taken. It’s quite…
Monkee-Walking
Happy New Year, y’all. Sorry to have missed saying that in a timely fashion. My attention has been elsewhere. Like thinking about how this is a Leap Year. And how the last Leap Year sucked syphilitic donkey wieners.…
Happy Christmas
For reals.
Once Upon a Time in a New York Elevator…
A couple of days ago I read that the lead singer of Roxette, Marie Fredriksson, had died. I wasn’t much of a Roxette fan, truth be told. But I knew of them. Reading about Fredriksson’s death didn’t tug…
Gutsy Women
A few nights ago I was privileged to attend a discussion about a new book. It was held at the 125-year-old Ebell Women’s Club, a place I’m pretty used to visiting. I was there with all kinds of chicks…
Passion Follows
I’m knee-deep in getting a show ready for the stage, but took a breather to attend a writers’ retreat this past weekend. It took place at Big Bear in the San Bernardino Mountains. It was cold, y’all (by…
Baby Power
I saw this headline while perusing the news on my phone: And I thought, it’s about time. Babies have held too much power for far too long in this world. Thank goodness Johnson & Johnson is taking…
I Don’t Need a Boat.
When discussing something or other, I often say, “I don’t need a boat. I need a friend with a boat.” This is terribly true. I neither want the responsibility nor the burden of owning a boat, y’all. But if…