"Balls," said the Queen. "If I had two, I'd be king." The King laughed, not because he wanted to (two) but because he had to (two). At dawn the air is cool and if I open all the windows and French doors for a few hours, the house stays fresh and cool most of the day. When the sun starts inching . . .
I live in the same county as the Stanford rapist, his victim, the judge, the D.A. and the probation officer, all key players in a scenario that has been played out thousands (if not hundreds of thousands) of times in the United States, but for some reason has now blown up the internet. The . . .
One of the most disturbing things about what's going on now is how so many people are more focused on our differences than our similarities. For those of us who were part of the peace and love generation, the generation for whom equality and civil rights were not only top of mind but the way we . . .
“I don’t know why people are so keen to put the details of their private life in public; they forget that invisibility is a superpower.” ~Banksy And who would know that better than the reclusive street artist, Banksy, who made an entire career out of invisibility? There's a new category, . . .
I am not exactly an adventurous eater. I like basic food prepared well. I do not always enjoy the output of chefs who think combining odd flavors makes for a good (and expensive) dish. As the late, great pastry chef, Gina DePalma once said, "People are just too jacked up on food and cooking. Just . . .
I'd love to be the kind of person who addresses chores immediately every day and gets great pleasure from completing them. Oh, I love to cross them off my To-Do list, but the actual doing? Not my thing. I am, in fact, allergic to chores. It would be accurate to say I hate chores. You might laugh . . .
Fair warning: this is a rant. I let it sit a few weeks, so it's not about current events. It's always wise to let rants sit, but even after that, I decided to post it. We liberals like to think that we are above intolerance. Righteousness, we think, is for the right. Wing, that is. Excuse me while . . .
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I have just a few things to say about tossing a teenage girl across a classroom. Until now, I’ve refrained from this, but when I heard a moronic CNN talking head blathering on and then, blame the teacher for not having control of her classroom, I saw red. Now, I’ll admit, we don’t know the entire . . .
The word "crazy." It can mean enthusiastic, as in "I'm crazy about birds." But that's not the definition at hand today. The traditional definition is mentally deranged, but really, that's old thinking. Today, crazy as a description for someone who mentally ill has been replaced by various mental . . .
