Here are a few random thoughts that flitter in and out of my mind on occasions, as well as streams of consciousness disguised as my coping mechanisms for living in the now, as pathetic and few as they are. Ever since my country has completely lost whatever remained of its…

Sometimes, writing a blog requires me to climb the highest peak of a narcissistic mountain. For instance, I’m absolutely certain that people are agog with anticipation to find out what I have been watching lately. Well, the wait is over! Let me tell all y’all’s what I’ve peeking at while…

At 2 a.m., on May 28, 2022, Glenn Tucker died. Because he had so many challenges — so much to deal with in his adult life, he latched onto memories from his childhood and youth — memories that brought him joy. He loved nostalgia, collectibles, Americana, and kitchy items —…

For anyone who’s read my previous blog about my daughter (and was left hanging for several days), I want to reassure my readers — Riva went through the stem cell donation procedure just fine. Better than that — what usually takes two days — the process of taking blood from…

I am so proud of my daughter, Riva, I can burst. Riva was always an easy-going kid, more worried about others than herself. When she was 12 years old and thought about being an orthodontist, her father and I thought, “Naturally, this makes sense. Take care of people’s teeth.” Now…

How do you reconcile Charles Dickens, one of the greatest writers ever, with the fact that he was a virulent anti-Semite? I struggle with this concept every day, because near my computer there are two books by Charles Dickens: David Copperfield and Bleak House. Therefore, this conflict of profound respect…

I believe that snobbery has its place. In some ways, I, too, am a snob. Some people are just my intellectual inferiors, I’ll just say it to their faces. Bitch, please, life is too short to spend it in the company of stupid people. Some chocolate, anything under 60% dark…

It’s funny to think about, but if I knew that if I could go back in time and change absolutely nothing but solve a tiny personal mystery, there is one puzzling thing I’d like to clear up. I was in high school, at the time of this memory. I was…