and here I thought I had a person of interest look

IT WAS NICE DAY, IF BRISK. Most folks were wearing sweaters or jackets. Not me: I was standing in Half-Price Books in a black long-sleeve shirt. Looking idly ahead. I had stepped aside in the aisle to allow a few customers who were entering the store to move past me. The last customer in line was a pretty blonde. She saw me standing there, unmoving, unsmiling—and the latter is so normal for the store employees that I sometimes think that smiling is reason for termination—that she made a normal assumption. “Do you work here?” she smiled. “No,” I nodded back. “Oh! Sorry.… Continue Reading and here I thought I had a person of interest look

I live in an alternative reality where clinton won

IFEEL LIKE THE OLD MAN in Moonstruck. You know, at the end where everything is happening crazily around him and he puts his head in his hands on the kitchen table, utterly confused. This struck home for me when I opened an email from a friend with a link to an article published earlier today in The Washington Post. It was queerly titled “Hillary Clinton lost. Bernie Sanders could have won.” My first thought was, “No! That’s not possible. I’m confused!” Then I realized the truth, even though it sounds like something out of a Sheldon Cooper fantasy: I have slipped into an… Continue Reading I live in an alternative reality where clinton won

phaw! on rambaldi and the unwatchable finale of “alias”

ALIAS. A super-spy/CIA adventure series for ABC that ran five seasons (2001-2006) and was nominated for more than seventy awards—although not a single important nomination was made for the final season. ALIAS made Jennifer Garner a star, for which we should all be grateful. The first few seasons were loads of fun with good scripts, good characters, and good acting. Berni and I enjoyed these shows immensely. If you haven’t watched the series, stop reading. If you have watched the complete series, perhaps you understand. The fifth and final season has been painful to sit through. The events in the… Continue Reading phaw! on rambaldi and the unwatchable finale of “alias”

a fishing expedition with a nasty dude in camelot

BEING A CREATURE OF HABIT (well, sort of) (um, not that often, really, but occasionally), I turn first to tried and true Merriam-Webster when looking up definitions for new (and sometimes old) words and phrases. It’s still one of the best online dictionary resources, even if I do find more appropriate definitions for my needs in other dictionaries. Such is the case here regarding the term “a fishing expedition.” And I trust we all know what a nasty dude is. Using Merriam-Webster, I found a legalese definition of a fishing expedition as “an inquiry as by the use of… Continue Reading a fishing expedition with a nasty dude in camelot

young democrats learn to sit on the floor (instead of shooting people)

DURING THE DEMOCRATIC SIT-IN led by Representatives John Lewis (D-GA) and Katherine Clark (D-MA), I posted an article from the BBC on Facebook with a comment of “Bravo  and Brava for the Do-Something Congress!” A comment from another person allowed me to address the issue of how Democrats are taught from childhood to sit on the floor to get their way instead of beating up others or shooting people. So, in an act that can easily be interpreted as adult petulance, the Rep*blican Majority actually turned off the CSPAN cameras that run 24-hours-a-day (if necessary) broadcasting the doings (and the not-doings) of Congress to… Continue Reading young democrats learn to sit on the floor (instead of shooting people)

your ego is the ‘i’ in your identity

THE POOR Ol’ EGO GETS A BUM RAP in the hands of pop psychologists and Zen Buddhists but, like, where would we be without it? Or, better—who would we be without it? It is probably too important in the make-up of the Western personality due to our authoritarian religions and many of our philosophies, and it is definitely over-stimulated in our consumer culture, but it’s fun having an ego! Needles to say, for this essay I am not delving into the depths of Freudianism and the many labyrinthine entanglements that are possible. For this essay, here is a reasonable working… Continue Reading your ego is the ‘i’ in your identity