Whaddya say?
I have a secret. Sometimes I have nothing to say.
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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.
Did I scare ya? Please say yes, even if you’re just humoring me. It would really mean a lot.
OK, kittens. I’m afraid I have to be the heavy today. Brace yourselves; they don’t call me Angela The Enforcer for nothing.
If you aren’t familiar with J.J. Abrams and Jordan Peele (in alphabetical order to be fair), now is a good time to get up to speed. G’head…I’ll wait.
More than ever before, we are hearing from the stridently this or vociferously that crowds. This is clearly right. That is clearly wrong. There can be no in between. This side or that side. If you’re not with me, you’re against me. Life is seldom so clear. Even when it is at its foundation, there […]
Yes, that is my Clorox2 that I accidentally left on the counter. No, please don’t touch it to hand it to me. You shouldn’t have done that.
I’d say, top o’ the morning to ya, but I don’t really know when that is, or if anyone ever really says that. Anyway, it feels more like the bottom just now. Too early for much of anything, yet the sandman is elusive.
Let me ask you a question you’ve surely pondered often. If you’re gonna be an oak tree, which oak tree will you be?