April, April, you merry little month. You bring us wicker baskets of blossoms, and wry wailing winds to whirl them all away.
From where I sit, legs dangling off the edge of the world, ready to be caught by 120 strong cats, I can tell you the following with a high measure of confidence: We have had ourselves a capital-M Month.
Anyone familiar with a particular movie franchise will have heard of different periods of geologic history, especially the Jurassic. Some may also be aware of the Triassic. Along with the Cretaceous, these 3 periods make up the Mezosoic Era. I’m probably losing you, so let’s just go with this: these times were all long enough […]
Take it from this fanilow, Barry Manilow’s oeuvre is just like cats (no, not the Andrew Lloyd Webber musical; the actual furbies). Each song is the favorite, and each song is the best.
In Massachusetts, there is a mecca for the brewed barley connoisseur, with a name that resounds through the Tabby’s Place Lobby where one furry little Lord Hobo reigns(ish) supreme (depending on whether or not Olive has a say). Meanwhile, in sweet suite A, our Boom-Sauce brings the awesome sauce (please do not inform the author […]
There’s a new show called “Connecting.” It’s about friends that are a family, who visit virtually in a variety of ways, and it’s set during now, or at least the extremely recent past. The pandemic, social distancing, excessive togetherness, and extreme aloneness are all addressed. So is online shopping.
Life is complicated. Truth is complicated. Looking for simplicity in a sea of tangled webs (how d’ya like that mixed metaphor?) would be futile and most probably frustrating.
“Give it the old college try.” “Try to see it my way.” “Try, try, try to understand.” “Try a little tenderness.” “If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.” “These are the times that try men’s souls.” “This is trying my patience.”
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?