I went to the lobby of my new favorite hotel, the Courtyard Marriott in Larkspur, and glanced at the television. What was on television? Well there were two – one focused on Hurricane Porn and…
These days I awaken to the sound of a train. I personally prefer birds but you ca’t always get what you want (as some song goes). The train sound is somewhat magical as it is…
I sent a man in my life an email a few days ago. The subject line was: “I do not know how you feel about gap toothed women but I am becoming one again. The…
So back to my uncle and back to giving him up. The biography actually began rather accidentally with a forensic exploration of his death. This analysis was undertaken in London – it was an assignment…
As usual I fired off a morning email to CCC. It was entitled: Don’t Need Your Services CCCMe: Good morning! I do not need your services – so there, so there, so there! Mario and…
Writing a biography can be pure hell. There are the wonderful heaven moments when you are in love with and entwined with the subject of your tome but always, in the back of your mind,…
I think I was put on earth to sass. But it is a recent talent and the sass is basically limited to two men. One, not so much anymore, but he does keep me in…
I think that I am going to make this my only title. It is definitely eye catching and makes people wonder what in the world I am doing. I promise, on a stack of bibles,…
Scene: August 27, 2017 Place: West Georgia Street, Vancouver, British Columbia Canada Time: 12:45 I am having brunch at the rival hotel across the street from the Trump International Hotel at their restaurant called The…