What do you think about this?: On Wednesday, a Murry, Utah-based woman named Ally Olsen, 41, discovered that her fiancé’s 10-year-old daughter, Kaylee, was bullying a classmate. Kaylee’s teacher had emailed Olsen, explaining that the girl had been teasing a … Continue reading →
I always go through my pockets before I put my clothes in the washer. But it’s inevitable that every now and then I’ll miss something, and that something has traditionally been a Kleenex. It used to be that, when that … Continue reading →
As a blogger, I tend to immerse myself in the news. Lately there’s been so very much of it, and so much to think about, that I find myself neglecting some of the other parts of my life. But yesterday … Continue reading →
The last week or so has been filled with so much news that I can hardly keep up despite spending a ton of time reading and listening and thinking. You probably feel the same way. And yet I know—I am … Continue reading →
[NOTE: This is a repeat of a previous post, slightly edited.] Okay, who are these three dark beauties? A hint: one of them is neo-neocon, sans apple. Not that you’d recognize me, of course. Even my own mother might not … Continue reading →
[Bumped up.] I couldn’t help but notice the amount of boomer-directed venom expressed in the comments section of yesterday’s thread. I’ve noticed it many times before. Actually, I’ve noticed it almost every time I write about—well, about my generation. And … Continue reading →
I’ve long been a natural night owl. Even as a child with an eight o’clock bedtime it just didn’t feel right to me, and as early as grade school I customarily went to bed as late as my parents would … Continue reading →
Cats. Not my favorite creatures. Oh, I’ve met some cats I’ve liked. Sweet ones, gentle ones, funny ones. But in general, cats are not my cup of tea (although, in their paradoxical way, they tend to really, really like me). … Continue reading →
I’ve always liked exercise. I just don’t feel well when I’m inactive. After my severe back and arm injuries about two decades ago, and the resultant chronic pain, some of my range of activities was reduced. No more tennis, which … Continue reading →
[NOTE: This post of mine sparked the following reflections.] Our responses to music are closely tied to emotion as well as memory. People who are brain-damaged and cannot speak can sometimes access music and even lyrics; different parts of the … Continue reading →
I had a small white fluffy dog, a smallish-to-medium-sized cockerpoo. We got him when our son was eight years old. No one in our family looked like him (the dog, not the child), although I suppose we were all about … Continue reading →
[NOTE: This is an edited version of an essay of mine from the past.] Today is April 15th. This means that millions of us will be making our way to the copy machine and then on to the post office … Continue reading →