I first saw the Paul Taylor Dance Company perform in 1970. I was immediately impressed, even though it’s a modern dance company and at the time I tended to prefer ballet. But Paul Taylor’s work had a unique set of … Continue reading →
[NOTE: This is an edited version of an essay of mine from the past.] Today is April 15th. This means that, along with millions of others, I’ll be making my way to the copy machine and then on to the … Continue reading →
I feel like I have a bit of a hangover from yesterday, even though I’m not a drinking woman. As I wrote in an addendum I just added to yesterday’s “In defense of Hank Johnson” post, while it’s a wonderful … Continue reading →
I remember how concerned and driven I felt during the last couple of months leading up to the 2008 election. I had become quite convinced that Obama was an opportunistic, lying, corrupt, far-left ideologue who would sacrifice his own grandmother … Continue reading →
It’s nighttime and the power’s still out, although right now I’m in another part of town where the lights are as bright as usual. I’m sitting in a coffee shop loaded with people, many of them—like me—busy keyboarding away at … Continue reading →
I often hear someone tell a really funny joke and think, “I must remember that one.” But I almost never do; they seem to evaporate almost as soon as I hear them. I’ve tried practicing, but it rarely helps. Some … Continue reading →
I’m a sucker for diet foods that promise to taste just like the real thing. Oh, I know better. I’ve been down that road before, and it never ends well. The pictures are lies, the descriptions likewise, all of it … Continue reading →
Well, I broke my first New Year’s resolution of 2010 before I even got out of bed today. The idea was to keep more reasonable hours. How about you? Any resolves, broken or un? As far as kissing the decade … Continue reading →
[NOTE: This is a slightly-edited version of a previous post.] I have a confession to make: I’m not extraordinarily fond of New Years Eve. Oh, back when I was a very little kid I remember liking it very much indeed. … Continue reading →
(1) Presents purchased. Check. (2) Presents wrapped. Check. (3) Presents mailed. Unchecked—but about to be done this afternoon, when I will brave the post office lines. A few observations: (a) Wrapping paper always seems an odd thing to me—a completely … Continue reading →
My favorite composer is Chopin. My love for his music began when I was a four-year-old child in dance class, although I didn’t know it was Chopin at the time. All I knew was that the music I heard—performed on … Continue reading →
I am old enough to have been raised with old-fashioned alarm clocks. You know, the kind that ticked loudly, especially on nights when sleep seemed elusive and their sound echoed through the still bedroom air. Their alarms were harsh and … Continue reading →