Okay, who are these three dark beauties? A hint: one of them is the very first picture you’ve ever seen on this blog of neo-neocon, sans apple. Not that you’d recognize me, of course. Even my own mother might not … Continue reading →
[HINT: please note the date!] If you’re a regular reader here, you probably already know that Winston Churchill is my idol—well, one of my idols, anyway, along with all the contestants on “American Idol,” Billy Idol, and idle chatter. One … Continue reading →
Yes indeed, it is. Yesterday I flew from Los Angeles to San Francisco. Despite the fact that it was a very windy day, the ride was smooth, and took less than an hour in the air. I’ve done that LA-SF … Continue reading →
After wrestling with the transfer from my old site to here, I identify all too strongly with this You Tube video on middle ages (or perhaps middle-aged) tech support. Whichever side of the tech divide you’re on—the puzzled questioner or … Continue reading →
I went out dancing the other night. No, not ballet. My ballet days are over, I’m afraid. And no, most assuredly not the tango. My tango days are over, I’m very happy to say. This was dancing to the music … Continue reading →
I used to play the cello. Well, perhaps “play” is too strong a word. I was chosen for the instrument (no, that’s not a typo; I was chosen for it, rather than the reverse) in fifth grade, at the public … Continue reading →
Those of you who’ve followed the continuing saga of my 93-year old mother (yes, she just had a birthday) know that she moved back to NY in mid-November. So, how’s it going so far? Well, she hates it. But she’s … Continue reading →
I’ve been tagged for one of those meme things by my friend Fausta, “five things you don’t know about me.” Ah. what to divulge? I have an unusual breadth of choice, since some of the most basic facts about me … Continue reading →
Yesterday I drove down to New York to spend Christmas at my brother’s. This involves no hardship whatsoever, except perhaps for the tedious drive itself. There’s a bunch of parties, a great deal of fabulous food (each day spent there … Continue reading →
Those of you who’ve followed my mother’s journey to a new assisted living facility located in the NY community where she lived for most of her life might be interested in learning there’s good news and bad. First, the bad. … Continue reading →
I hereby join two other bloggers, Michelle Malkin and Tammy Bruce, in officially declaring myself to be a woman of the Left. Of the dominant left hand, that is. I’m not only a lefty, I’m very strongly left-handed, from an … Continue reading →
She sits on her bed in a room empty of all else save a modest suitcase and a wicker nightstand with a note taped to it that reads, “Give to Paula the hairdresser.” The bed’s going to Pam, one of … Continue reading →