Thinking of my Dad, Fred
I was walking back from the library just now. It was hot and muggy and I had spent an hour …
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Potato Chips Help the Mind to Work, Right?
I’m sitting here eating the last of my big bag of Ms. Vickie’s Original Recipe chips. This consumption is totally therapeutic. …
Just Because I Lost Something Doesn’t Mean I’m “Loosing It”
One night last week, after I had watched as many of the recorded Jimmy Fallon shows that I could manage in …
It’s not the flying that’s fearful … it’s the stepping off the edge
I want to fly. Not the stand-in-line-for-two-hours-to-get-squeezed-into-a-seat-meant-for-a-five-year-old kind of flying. And certainly not what Sandra Bullock was doing in Gravity …
Excuse me, but it’s a SideWALK?! … it’s not for bikes
I did it again. I always tell myself that next time I won’t say anything. No, I’ll just let this …
Retirement — It’s All How You Look at It — And Live It.
I am befuddled about this whole idea of R-E-T-I-R-E-M-E-N-T. What does that even mean these days? A woman in the …
