Who doesn't love Roy Orbison's Pretty Woman? The first few bars of the song, a hit in 1964, defined my young adolescence. And the Traveling Wilburys were a particular favorite of mine--but they shouldn't be a footnote in this post, they deserve a post of their own A few weeks ago I bought tickets . . .
Is there a sillier song lyric? I mean, seriously, is there? I hadn't heard MacArthur Park in years until it came up on my Sirius rotation the other day. I have NO idea what it means. Click HERE for it. Lyrics are below. But maybe you know a sillier song? Tell you what. Share it here in the . . .
If you’ve ever walked any distance with a pebble in your shoe you know what it’s like to be a political progressive born into a family of arch-conservatives. I have no idea how this happened, maybe it was part of my assignment for this life. They weren’t quietly conservative, . . .
This seems to be my season to encounter toilet scenes. What I love about this toilet I saw at New York City's Metropolitan Museum of Art is just that: it's part of a punk fashion exhibition, a historical look at lifestyle. And it perfectly evokes the era and the situation. Those in the know say . . .
The other day I emptied my wallet of all its cash and gave it to a homeless man on the street."What if he's scamming you?" my girlfriend asked, shading her eyes against the sun to get a better look at him.I smiled."What if he's an angel?" I asked her.what if she's an angel/tommy shane steinerThere's . . .
Isn't it funny how the simplest things can be the most wonderful when you're with the person you love? Walking through a forest. Taking a drive. Watching TV on the couch. Having a cocktail at a bar. Or just sitting in a redwood forest having coffee. They all become our definition of . . .
Does this woman look 70? Not too long ago, I saw The Guilt Trip, Barbara Streisand's latest movie.Her skin was flawless. In fact, she looked 40. But she's 70.The filmaker didn't skimp on teh close ups, either, so I got a real good look.No shiny forehead and cheeks, that new-skin look that just . . .
CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW? Once in a while I'd wonder, which of my senses I could live without? They're all important--I'm used to having all five and I couldn't, can't imagine life without one of them.But three years ago, I DID imagine life without one--without hearing. And it was awful. I . . .
Newsflash, Bob: you haven't looked like that in a very long time. Not even sitting in the heavy traffic heading to Candlestick for the Forty-niners-Seahawks game dampened our excitement the other night as we headed up the peninsula to San Francisco to catch a concert we'd been looking forward to . . .
"What's your favorite cardio?" my trainer asked the the other day."It's all boring," I told him.It's the truth. Cardio is boring.Even if you're running alongside the ocean, you really can't enjoy the view because you're too busy gasping for breath, dodging bicyclists or making sure you don't trip . . .