Look at this- me, you, and on a Monday to boot. Big Smile. This could be a thing– a me being on time thing. This week I want to discuss opposing views. While I have gotten pretty politically confrontational on this blog in the past-...
Yep, I missed Monday again… but I had an excellent reason for it. Originally, I prepared another blog, which will appear next week- on Monday in fact, when I spied a Facebook message from my friend Michael with the song “Sound of Silence” as covered...
Last week I ventured to New York for a trip I had long planned and looked forward to for months. Those days could not have gone more wrong, just absolutely so horrible. No sleep for sixty hours, I didn’t eat. I flew home feeling as...
And, looking at my title this week, I hope some men. Everything I am going to say has been said before. I just hope I can add my voice to the throng. I am one of the many. May the many be strong. Proceed with...
Looking around at life, love means an awful lot of things to an awful lot of people. I watch people and I see what is in my own life. As with so many things, the disparities are striking. The greatest art, the most beautiful ballads,...
Someone asked me a very on point question the other day. We always hear of writing in first person point of view ie Once upon a time I took the subway to Olympus and the third person point of view Once upon a time Suzie...
So, if you follow the wine blogs, magazines, or just plain wine speak in general you’ll know that one of California’s greatest gifts is simultaneously our bane. Yep, in a word? Zinfindels. I mean, come on! Our weather, our terroir, naturally we would produce class-A...
This week’s Musical Monday springs from a personal source. I am thrilled to be able to showcase the debut novel, Nor-Cal, by my friend, Sean Finnegan. Sean and I are both Bay Area natives. We went to the same junior high school in Santa Rosa,...
Happy Hump Day! For me Wednesday is the day when one can truly hunker down and plan out one’s weekend. Monday is spent mourning the passing of the previous weekend and Tuesday is the day actual work gets done, so Wednesday is the time to...
I first watched David Letterman in the early eighties at a sleepover at my friend Lisa’s house. Must have been seventh or eighth grade. We were up too late. That experience proved to be a game changer for me, a paradigm shifter. He did silly...