Real writing for real life.
My junk email and spam filters seem to be doing a good job these days. Sigh. It’s just not the same as before — the times when I could write long posts about the Penis Enlarge Patch, dreaming of the day I could get freelance work writing taglines for the PEP boys. BTW, if you [...]
(Besides my case of spamalot) Why does a grown man/woman keep stuffed animals along the back window of his/her car? (Follow-up: why do men wearing hats all turn out to be old, slow drivers?) Why does every teenager working the register at Panera — anywhere in the country — look at me with the same [...]
As you know, I get great joy from having an overflowing inbox of new email. (I have to compensate for that fact that no one calls me on my cell phone except for my parents and all I get are bills and catalogs in the snail mail.) All of these messages — the special promises [...]
Hi, I’m just in from Phoenix. It’s almost midnight Eastern time and I’m munching on french fries because the $5 airplane snack box didn’t quite cut it for dinner tonight. Well, I’m typing now; the fries are over there even though you can’t see where ‘there’ is. My trip was good. I had a fun [...]
It's been some time since I left One-Woman Show to pursue happy life changes offline. The thing is, I couldn't stay away. The Next Stage is about my ever-changing family and life as part of the Sandwich Generation, plus old dreams and new. These are still my tales of "juggling life, laundry and love" -- just a little older, wiser and with a few more wrinkles.
