Back in my December 16, 2006, post, I mentioned that there were wild parrots here in SoCal. Well, this morning, as I took my dog for a walk to the post office to mail some letters, I was finally rewarded with the opportunity to take close ups of these guys.
Ask any author this question and you’ll get a different answer. Dorothy Parker, American poet, short story writer, critic, and satirist once said: “I hate writing, I love having written.” In this post, I’ll share my response to “Does writing energize or exhaust you?”. My response to the question is, “Yes.” Writing can energize me…
In the most recent issue of Penn State’s Research magazine, which I receive because I’m a member of the National Association of Science Writers, there was a little article that caught my eye. It was titled “High school biology teachers reluctant to endorse evolution in class.” I find this concept somewhat shocking. According to the…
Nothing riles me more than being accused of something I have not done. For example, when I was in college I was playing a game of Scruples with my roommate and her friends. The basis of the games is a set of cards, each with a morally ambiguous situation. As each person takes their turn,…
There is a song that includes the following lyrics: In the midst of the sailing ships We sink our lips Into the ones we love Who have to say good-bye My question is, how does one “sink” one’s lips into someone? Unless, perhaps, you are a geriatric vampire who forgot to wear your dentures.
The summer is officially here. It’s hot and muggy. The fireflies are dancing in the evenings among the vines that cover the trees outside my apartment window. And I’ve broken out the sleeveless shirts in my wardrobe. For me, every summer is different – and that’s not just because I’ve moved about the country a…
NOTE: OK, I know I promised the next post would be about Estepona, but this random thought got in the way. I’m a big Monkees fan. I own most of their albums on CD and long to own the DVD collection of their TV show. My favorite episode is the one where Peter sells his…