I really don’t remember a lot about what I was doing on June 14, 2019. I know it was only 12 months ago, but at this point, it might as well have been 12 decades ago, am I right? I am wracking my brain trying to remember what a typical day was like last June. As I recall, it was a rather ...
As the world tries to reinvent the way the humans work, play, function, maneuver, entertain and even feed ourselves, it’s clear: Some stuff just ain’t ever gonna be quite the same as it was before, a’ight? I mean, it’s obvious that distancing — or what Pop used to call living under ...
Well, it finally happened. It was inevitable, really. I mean, after this long, cold Groundhog’s Day of a winter (I swear it was March for 114 days!), we knew this time would come eventually. It just wasn’t clear exactly when ... and / or how stable a situation we’d be facing as it ...
Memorial Day weekend 2020. Hmm. On one hand, I think the fact that we’re all supposed to continue stay home, social distance from one another and observe all the other safe health practices that will help us crush that crummy curve offers one distinct benefit to this year’s commemoration: It gives us PLENTY of time to reflect on the true meaning of the holiday. All that down time can be used to acknowledge the tremendous, collective courage and honor displayed by the members of our Armed Forces, especially the ones we highlight today — those who gave all. Because if not for ...
Well, it’s been two months. Like two, full flipping months. How ya hangin’ in there, my peeps? Yeah, me, too. Blech. #OverIt I know there’s lots to be scared about out there in the big old pandemic world these days. Sick as we are of being in the casa, the thought of leaving it? Hmm. All of sudden, I’m hearing “The Clash” crooning through my cranium. “Should I stay or should I go now? / If I go, there will be trouble / and if I stay it will be double / So come on and let me know / This indecision’s bugging me / If you don’t want me, set me free / Exactly whom I’m ...
It’s Sunday. At least, I think it is. It’s getting harder and harder to distinguish between the earthly axis rotations right now, am I right? In fact, for those of us in NE Ohio and NW Pennsylvania, it’s pretty much still the dead of winter. Come on, already, Mother Nature; I’m freezing, yo. #WearingGlovesInside #RaynaudsIsReal Sigh. No, but seriously. SIGH. Anyway, near as I can tell, it is Mother’s Day. Aw, my sweet, wonderful Ma. Me Mum. Mia Madre. Or, as I always greet her on our daily call, “Hi, Mama!” Indeed it is a well-known fact that Arleen is one very ...
