The orange flower, the media, and the revenge of the working press
It’s late June, 1990, and I’m minutes away from one of those magic moments in life you never see coming, […]
It’s late June, 1990, and I’m minutes away from one of those magic moments in life you never see coming, […]
Friends, I wish you good-to-great tidings, incredible feats of strength, whistle-wetting splendor, sloppy kisses and bear-like hugs, taste-bud exploding morsels […]
The heart is having its day. There will be no snarky humor in addressing the tragedy of Nov. 8, 2016. […]
You have stopped by today. You are looking for answers, maybe a break from that whiskey/gin/vodka binge you’ve been on […]
I run in a circle, and often in circles, with a very eclectic crowd of friends, family and accomplices — […]