A widowed friend of mine in his early 80s bought a custom sports car a couple of years ago. It was a beaut; the car of his dreams. Several days ago, I learned he had sold it. “What happened?” I said as I approached him at a holiday party the other night. “You sold your […]
I have a confession to make. About six months ago – early June in fact – a friend sent me a photo of President Biden’s latest appointment to serve as assistant secretary of Spent Fuel and Waste Disposal in the Office of Nuclear Energy. I saved it as part of my photos because I was
Sorry to say I don’t have any sympathy for The New York Times reporters who went on strike to protest wages, working conditions. Whatever. In fact, I continued to play Wordle, despite pleas from my former fellow reporters to stand in solidarity with those poor wretches at The Times. The reporters of today are not
It’s 11 p.m. and I just finished watching the greatest movie of all time. Or so it was pegged recently by the British film magazine Sight & Sound. Jeanne Dielman, 23 quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles (1975) is the name of the film. Don’t even think about watching it, unless you are addicted to emotional and
Someone recently snapped a photo of rocker John Mellencamp at a Colts football game in Indianapolis. While everyone else stood during the Star-Spangled Banner, he remained seated, eating popcorn. According to reports, this isn’t the first time he’s chosen to ignore or take a knee during the playing of our country’s national anthem. At his
Sometimes I wonder how I miss things. I refer to the comment that Michelle Obama made about her hair in a recent interview to promote her newest book. She said that Americans “weren’t ready” for her natural hair during President Barack Obama’s tenure in the White House. Really? Maybe I’m naïve, but I find that hard
My condo neighbor, the clean car freak, is at it again. While I’m spreading mayonnaise on my chicken sandwich, I can see him slathering soap on the hood of his late model Audi from my kitchen window. I swear it’s a once-a-week ritual for him to clean his own car. But he also offers his
Forget early voting and mail-in ballots, there’s nothing like voting in person on Election Day. I voted for the first time today in a new location. In my old polling place, on the little island that was ravaged by Hurricane Ian, it would take five minutes to vote and 50 minutes to catch up with
The verdict is in. My award for the most annoying pursuit of the almighty dollar goes to the Camp Lejeune attorneys. They have officially become more disturbing than the My Pillow guy who at least has a product to sell. Surely the Camp Lejeune advertisements have reached everyone who has cable or Internet the nine times
I’d like to apologize to my late grandmothers, Mame and Rula, for ignoring them in the last years of their lives. I did go to see Mame in a nursing home shortly after my marriage to my first husband. Rula passed away before I could say goodbye. I still miss them. But I was not
