Guest post: Who is in your toolbox?
Cats are the mammalian equivalent of Swiss army knives. They are multi-faceted and fill niches in our world that haters could never begin to imagine.
Cats are the mammalian equivalent of Swiss army knives. They are multi-faceted and fill niches in our world that haters could never begin to imagine.
Silver linings are of utmost importance right now. Finding the happy and clinging to it is central to self-preservation.
Love comes in all shapes, sizes, colors, vectors, and ways. Love can grow slowly, strengthening with time and togetherness. Love can creep up on us like a cat on the prowl, knocking us off our feet, taking our breath away, and leaving us wondering what hit us after it escapes out grasp.
“Do you wanna touch me?” “Touch me in the morning.” “Reaching out. Touching me. Touching you.” “Sometimes when we touch, the honesty’s too much.” “If you really want want me, just reach out and touch me.”
There is a big difference between allowed and personally okay in respect to just about anything. No matter how prepared a person, place, staff, and customers might be for our reawakening…coming out, dining out, being closer together…the reality once put into practice can be quite different. Our dearest Angela often reminds us that we need […]
I can hear Carly Simon’s tantalizing vocals as a horizontal bottle of ketchup on a brick wall ever so slowly drips its treasure toward the sidewalk below. An actor (later a famous friend) runs down to street level to coat his hot dog in the crimson condiment. (Not judging, but I run the gamut from […]
Here’s the thing. A gin & tonic with a bowl of Salsa Verde Doritos isn’t really “dinner.” But, once in a while, a person needs to meander off the path of “usually,” “really,” and “typically” in order to 1) experience different things and 2) protect one’s sanity.
Joe Piscopo, local, comedian, actor, portrayer of a lounge lizard. Bill Murray, not at all local, comedian, actor, portrayer of a lounge lizard. Lounge lizards. Crooners. Performers. Bar acts.
Part of my job is to make appointment reminder phone calls. Recently, I had a rough conversation with someone who couldn’t tell the difference between 3 disparate groups of people. (Oh, no. Here we go.)