I visited UMBC's campus earlier today to meet up with their magazine's managing editor and photographer for a photoshoot they were doing for an article I wrote about one of their alum, Chandra Smith, who was recently crowned Ms. Wheelchair America 2024 (among many other accomplishments).
After the shoot, we were waiting with her for a…
Back in the day when I was new to a divorce, new to reclaiming my life, new to the hula hoop and new to the very small community of hoopers I'd met along the way, I was also new to the Burning Man community. Very new.
I'd recently attended my first Burner-inspired event in a rife-with-fire-hazards…
This happened last night.
I had a small gathering and one of my guests arrived with the combo pack of Martha's Chard and Snoop's Cab, which I thought was cute.
But little did I know when you focus your camera on the bottle, a whole AR Snoop-talkin/Martha-talkin' thing happens.
A novelty? A…
Today was--at least where I live--a very gray day. (We had a spectacular, fiery sunset minutes ago, but that's a side note and not the purpose of this post. It was pretty darn spectacular, though!)
I had planned to do a number of errands on this very gray day, starting at the Canton Car Wash for…
Awww.
I was recently encouraged to--and did--watch "The Big Bang Theory." (There's a strong line of Aspergers in my family and the show provides a lovely reminder that some folks cannot read social cues--something my child self and all-my-life self knows well.) I loved the show--much more than I thought I would. Truly did.
After watching TBBT,…
Timothée Chalamet may be a scrawny little thing--a young 'un as well (at least from my chronological perspective), and yet I find myself entranced and completely focused each--and every--time his face slow-moes up on the screen in the Bleu de Chanel commercial featuring him.
The music doesn't hurt either.
Thank you, Martin Scorsese. Well done!
For the record -- and before you all go echo-chambering yourselves into more nonsense -- there absolutely is not a Zillennial generation. Nor is there a #GenZ.
Generations are typically 20-23 years in length in recent centuries and are getting longer, not shorter; so this whole 14-years-for-Millennials and the same number of years for…
On occasion I click and open the emails from my county government.
In today's email was an announcement about a HoCo Lights neighborhood guide to finding homes and businesses decorated with elaborate and fun holiday lights.
I think this is grand. I really do. And it's a great project for the county government to take on. They…
I present evidence in that modern-day discussion and pondering of whether our phones and devices are listening to us and presenting potentially relevant ads.
Yesterday, after a most lovely day with my brother's wife Clara Maria down at Jose Andres's Jaleo (oh, do try The Jaleo Experience!) and a stroll around the Downtown Holiday Market in…
That is one very, very large Santa ... and Rudolph, as well.
Not my cup of tea -- and thankfully -- not my next-door neighbor.
Each to our own!
I must have seen this ad a good dozen times before I realized that was John Travolta in there.
I mean, I could see the cool factor of said Santa as he strutted about in the commercial, and I do associate many a Bee Gees' song with the Saturday Night Fever and John Travolta, but I…
When news of (now expelled) Rep. George Santos (R-N.Y.) and his web of lies first came to my attention, I knew right away he was one of Them--one of 'those people' who can't not lie. (Santos did more than simply lie a lot to get expelled. Lies are one thing. Fraud is another.)
And while as…