If you're a friend of mine and especially a man, the next time I see you I would just love for you to do this. Just sayin'. I'll let you imagine me laughing. Laughing yet? Things have been way too serious these past months, so I thought it might be fun to take a laughter break. A little . . .
Some time in the 80s, a friend's little girl thought Creedence Clearwater Revival sang "There's a bathroom on the right." The song was Bad Moon Rising and of course, the misheard lyric was "There's a bad moon on the rise." Don't you love those old songs with unintelligible lyrics? So we can make up . . .
Texting is the most impersonal means of communication I can think of. Which is why I absolutely do not want to get a birthday message by text. Pick up the phone and call me. Send me a card. Send me an email, even. But if you text me a birthday greeting you're telling me that I am not important . . .
If there is a 12-step program for people addicted to buying quirky greeting cards, I need to know about it. The kind of funny greeting cards that make me laugh are usually one off, but it's equally possible that they confuse me. For sure they make me think of someone I'd love to send one . . .
I wander around a lot and when I do, I'm always on the lookout for Cute Shi t. Well, ok, sometimes it's not so much cute as SNARKY. But snarky is ok. Snarky can be funny. I mean, half the fun in life is having the snarky take on this. After all, we're not fu king unicorns. It kind of makes me . . .
Sometimes, you just want to dish about this and that over the back fence. Social media and blogs are the modern equivalent of that, aren't they? We can joke around, talk seriously or just vent. Today, let's have a little fun. Maybe a more serious topic or two, but mostly? It's fun. Here we . . .
I had taken just half a dozen steps into the Caltrain station when I realized that I'd left my cell phone at home. M had dropped me off and was on his way back home to meet a plumber. I was taking the bullet train to San Francisco to meet a friend for lunch and a different friend for afternoon . . .
I love drag queens. What I like about them is that they are unabashedly fabulous. Sequinned gowns, big hair, dramatic make-up--they embrace their fabulosity confidently, with all they've got. They know how to be fabulous. How do I know this? I used to spend a lot of time in the drag world, among . . .
CurlyGirl Designs does it again! I texted a Florida friend last month, asking "Hey, wanna snort tomorrow afternoon?" She knew I didn't mean cocaine. I meant snort with laughter, something we do well together and not often enough since I moved to California. Of course she was up for it (or, today, . . .
Not too long ago I had an online dialogue with a friend about the benefits of traveling light. That is, going through life without luggage--both figuratively and literally. He--Carey Giudici-- had such a great take on it that I asked if he'd write a guest post. Carey's an unusual guy--I met him on . . .