I remember a time when I was a little girl, riding in the car somewhere with my parents. The car, I believe, was a Dodge Dart, and it seemed to go on for a city block, This was before the days of confining car seats and I was in my own vast world of the…
Smashing Pumpkins
Here, in all its splendor, is this year’s Halloween jack o’lantern, a tradition my father and I have practiced, oh, for decades (and yet our skill set has scarcely improved). I’m so happy I took the picture because as solid as it was when we carved it and as formidable as it looked Halloween night,…
Nobody Here But Us Chickens
I was happy to see Susan Orlean had an article in a recent New Yorker. I had liked The Orchid Thief and The Bullfighter Checks Her Makeup, but her New Yorker article showed me a side of Ms. Orlean I had not known — she is a liar. In “The It Bird,” Ms. Orlean chronicles…
Charmed, I’m Sure
I have always been a hard sell when it comes to magic. Back when I toggled my first loose baby tooth, my parents explained about the Tooth Fairy — your tooth falls out and the Tooth Fairy appears while you sleep, takes the tooth and pays you for it (your original Cash for Clunkers concept)….
Dolcia Somnia Quadruus (Sweet Dreams Squares)
To Sleep, Perchance “Me thought I heard a voice cry “Sleep no more!” Oh, jeez, Macbeth, you, too? Even those of us who haven’t killed a king have insomnia issues. There’s not one, but two types of insomnia, both of them bite. There’s your not-being-able-to-fall-asleep-at-all, bad enough, but the other is the really diabolical one….
The (Spaghetti) Wrestler
While in New York last week, I discovered spaghetti wrestling. Silly me, at first I thought they were two separate entities — spaghetti, as in something you eat and wrestling, as in something you do. Spaghetti wrestling offers both. You are, no doubt, more worldly than I and already know this sport of sorts involves…
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