I’m all for the USPS cutting a day of delivery service to reduce expenses. Personally, I think for $.44, having a piece of mail picked up from my home and delivered straight to…
When I was eight years old, I got my first-ever album. It was by The Jackson Five. Inside, there was a paper sleeve protecting the record. And on this sleeve were printed many…
News of the WMATA Red Line metro crash yesterday made me stop. I was headed out when I heard the first bit about the crash. I felt shaken, and I needed to talk…
Last night, I found myself at the Baltimore Gay Pride street party. It was after a long day indoors at Baltimore Barcamp and a nice after-party at Brewer’s Art. My long-time friend and I, dressed alike, as we…
Life. Timing. The rain. Whatever things combined tonight had me purchasing presents for my lovely, quirky family. I can blog about the gifts because none of my family members read my blog, so…
Yep. These three gals — all in the 75-85-year-old range died recently, according to my local paper, The Columbia Flier. Why did this strike me as curious? Not their ages, of course. Their…
Today is National Frozen Foods Day. I learned this when planning tonight’s BlogTale party with @wendyscherer. We were looking to see if there was anything special to tie into tonight’s party, and Wendy unearthed that…
I’m remembering Mo this morning. Mo, and an experience that opened my mind and had me in awe of intelligence, in its many manifestations. See, Mo was a cat of mine. He joined…
Yep. He’s my man. Dr. Schulze, that is. And the herbal tonics he makes and sells are outta this world: bitter, strong, intense … and, in my experience, effective.
Earlier this week, I started…
Am I really popular, or is there something else afoot? See, I am just boggled. I have received five party invitations for parties occurring on August 2nd. No party invitations for the 3rd,…
I just came in from doing one of my favorite household chores: hanging freshly laundered clothes on the outside line to dry. I love being outside, in the sun, with a gentle breeze…
Last night I was a man. Well, at least for about 30-40 minutes. See, I showed up at the weekly contra dance at Lovely Lane Church, and there were a ton of women there, especially…