Some old people, including me, are a lot like little kids. We like to brag about how old we are. Read more.
birthdays
My Covid Birthday Party — One Guest and a Slice of Cheesecake
Eighty-one years on the planet calls for a celebration, and that’s what I had — a covid birthday party with one socially distanced guest. Read more.
What I Really Wanted for My Birthday
What did I want for my biggest, fattest birthday yet? I wanted to visit to Nancy Selvin’s pottery studio — and go home a beautiful pot. Read more.
Los Angeles — The Good, the Bad and the Truly Ugly
Los Angeles is an awful place. It is 469 square miles of bumper to bumper traffic, sinus clogging air pollution, starless nights and unrelenting summer sun . . . Read more.
A Forgotten Gift From My Teenaged Daughter — No Good After December 31
Look what reorganizing my stationery drawers turned up: Coupons from my then 13-year-old daughter Christina promising to do chores around the house — including yard work, for heaven’s sake. Read more.