I enjoy this time of year – so much holiday preparation!  

Every so often I will see a  post on Facebook of a picture of an object, such as a feather, or a living thing such as a robin and lady bug. Accompanying the picture will generally be a short thank you to a deceased relative for giving the person who posted the picture a sign that the deceased relative was still with them.

I have come to learn that women do not like to be called cute. Unless they are under 12. Much better to use words like "absolutely" and "gorgeous". That is why I have to change where I get my coffee in the morning.  

This past Sunday, March 22, 2015, our tribe held its Third Annual Gotham Battle of the Bands

Call me old fashioned, but I much prefer my Television viewing with commercial interruptions. Not because I want to be pitched, but because I want (need) to rush into the bathroom and brush my teeth and do other things. On the other hand, viewing cable shows clear through upsets my ingrained habits, if not my circadian rhythm, and everything else. How could I be brought up one way and then they change the game?P.S. Does anyone really watch commercials?

When it comes to social media, I am delayed. A few weeks ago, I would have said that I don't do social media. My change to “delayed” status reflects my recent experience with Kickstarter.

It's not often that a Pacifist can support a battle, but on Sunday that all changed. If you were fortunate enough to be at The Knitting Factory, you heard a battle that would soothe the savage breast. Different genres, different ages, different colors, different orientations, different sexes and that's just the bands, you should have seen the crowd... Many fabulous Gothamites were IN the bands, I'm looking at you: Curt Arnel, Mike Liebensohn & Chris Plietz! Every band was great, I don't how the judges could possibly decide, except that the well experienced Norman Spizz(VIG) gave such co

  Jeopardy has been in my life since 1991. Truth be told, I had never been the biggest fan (and I never liked Alex Trebek). From the time I met my husband, however, 7 pm became hallowed time – the time when the television would go on and we would compete in the categories of the day. Jeopardy was and continues to be his game of choice. As the years progressed, even my kids watched and still do when we are together.