What’s the deal with nicknames or pet names or whatever it is that makes us find alternative ways to talk about most things? Your friends, family, actual pets, body parts, good deeds, (or dastardly) – soon after learning their real names, we find another, and that’s that. I get the…
I conducted my own stress test a few minutes ago. I looked in the mirror, I appeared stressed, (it may have been a mild case of indigestion, but that can be stressful as well), and now I’m wondering where to send the memo to start the wheels in motion to…
First, a home-remedy tip for anyone concerned about the Swine Flu, (which is less scary if you call it by it’s scientific designation, H1-N1, making it sound more like a friendly game of “Battleship” or “HINGO”). The kosher, corned beef sandwich makes an excellent viral filter, (to say nothing of…
It’s simply glorious in NYC today. It’s almost too beautiful to be pissed off about anything. But, for most of us, the pain, confusion and uncertainty brought on by whatever they’re calling ‘IT’ today, (something ending in “ession”, for sure), is ever-present and filled with signs of more to come. …
As I was writing out my check last week for the exorbitant amount my accountant assured me I owed the IRS, I was simultaneously monitoring statements by the moronic governor of Texas and other mentally challenged nitwits calling for secession. PLEASE…just go! No need for a speech; we don’t need…
Usually, I begin these things while working on something completely unrelated, when I become aware of an irritating, metaphorical thorn in the left side of my brain. I profess both ownership and originality of my thought processes, but freely admit that the glut of outside influence could make me susceptible…
Have you gotten the feeling that all of the very public posturing about who knows what about this or that is starting to resemble a game of Truth or Consequences where the consequences are real and painful…or is it just me, again? Well, I don’t know much about, say, economics, but I…
There was a time, not so long ago, when, if you read a journalistically responsible newspaper, (or two), ingested a careful dose of TV news and paid attention to a few worthy OpEd contributors, you had a chance of being well-informed. Unfortunately, and thanks in great part to Philo T….
Once upon a time, in a land of too many people and too tall buildings, there was a guy named Bernie who was very good at counting. People counted on his counting to account for the growth of their piles of stuff, (called ‘portfolios’), and were happy to pay him…
I want to thank all of you who participated in the Happy Birthday home game. My Mom was delighted by all of the kind words and I think I’m finally off the hook for the roses debacle. Today is my granddaughter, Zuzu’s birthday…I’m just sayin’. I’ve been trying to follow…