Or two of them, to be exact. First, Anything But Ordinary is on its way to the Publisher this week after a month and a
So Saturday, a friend of mine quit her job so she could hang out with me. No, this is not the start of a
“I really need to get a life because I enjoy this shit too much.” I blink at Toni’s blunt pronouncement, made just loudly enough
I officially became old today. And it’s not my birthday. Last night, at Karaoke with Judy, she noticed I kept moving my glasses farther
Once, while working as a marketing director for a non-profit, I decided I would one day write a one-hour T.V. program called “Other People’s
Living in Louisiana, it’s hard to find a good Martini, much less a perfect one. When I ask for a Martini in a restaurant,
The one day. THE ONE day I want decent weather, it snows…in Louisiana. In March. I have tickets to “The Producers” tonight, with plans
Or: Why the “he fucking deserved it” defense should be resurrected. Law and Order has killed the justice system. That’s the pronouncement of my
Would someone please hand Britney Spears a bottle of Quaalude’s, a fifth of Stoli and a copy of Me and My Shadows on DVD?
Or: Why I think modern Conservatism should be treated with a laxative. Oh dear God. If ever you wanted to know the problem with