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Why the Groucho Marx title? I’m thinking about social media groups this morning. A friend recently encouraged me join a Facebook group called AtomPunk, where members post graphics and photos from the Atomic 50s. I like that sort of thing so I signed up, and my news feed was immediately flooded with Leave it to Beaver and […]
Up & at ’em. Shave, shower, walk the dog, give the blog a goose before grocery shopping with Donna. Tuesday morning I’m having a skin cancer removed from the end of my nose. The nurse at the dermatologist’s office says the procedure will probably include a skin graft, which means my entire head will be […]
So far, it’s been a quiet Saturday morning. I have yet to replenish the bird feeders, but most of the outdoor chores are done and Mr. B has been walked. I feel I should update my blog and newsletter privacy policies and send every reader an email about it, but I’d have to write a privacy policy first […]
We’re back from a weekend in Las Vegas; in addition to visiting with our son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren, we picked up a used car from an old friend who wanted to help our daughter Polly out. We and our two dogs drove up together Friday; Monday we drove home in separate cars, one dog riding […]
Tell you what, planet-destroying asteroid, you can’t get here quick enough.
Sugar is insidious. It sneaks up on you and before you know it you’re a deranged addict, passed out at the stoplight with a crying infant strapped to the car seat next to you, the shame of the world. Just sayin’. I’m scheduled for three skin cancer surgeries in May. Each is on a Tuesday, […]
Spring is here. You wouldn’t know it in the Northeast, but it’s lovely in the Southwest, and with our recent rain the Sonora Desert will soon be in bloom. In most parts of the country, students are out on spring break. In Tucson they’re out for the annual rodeo. For some, spring cleaning includes scrubbing up […]
The other night Jimmy Kimmel described Meryl Streep as an actor, and everyone carried on as if it was some kind of big whoop moment. But why should it have been? Every year I ask myself why we still call woman actors actresses, when feminine labels have vanished from other professions. When’s the last time anyone talked […]