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.
Is it just me, or has this whole pandemic made you feel like a Jane Austen character? Instead of starting emails with “As per our earlier conversation…” or “Whatsup dog?,” I’m greeting friends and donors and assorted associates with, “How fare ye and thy kindred during this time of pestilence? Verily I hope thy parents […]
The future is coming. The future is unknown. The future is a colossal cloud. And that’s OK.
I don’t know….would you want to go back to start this year over? Sure would be nice to never have heard the words “COVID-19,” or “social distancing,” or “stay at home,”, “face masks.” And the last few weeks? Well, that’s a blog for another forum, not here, not by me.
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.)
Despite the fact that they’ve successfully taken over the internet, cats are Luddites at heart. Don’t believe me? Well, have you ever read a single tweet by President Olive Rosenberg?
What is going on with this eating thing? I love food, have even been called a foodie, but really, how does virus + murder hornet + social unrest = EAT?