Every year, like most people, I think about the things I want to accomplish during the next 365 days. Get in shape, eat better, lose weight, make more money, save more money, expand my business, expand my world, write more, love more, clutter less, worry less, be a good partner, be a better friend, be kinder, be patient, be an example, be.
This year I realized it boils down to one simple tenet: make better choices every day.
More shootings. More hate. More anger and destruction and fear. It’s overwhelming. Even walking out the door feels dangerous. The violence is happening anywhere, everywhere. No place is safe, not school, not movie theaters, not nightclubs, not airplanes, not the street. It’s escalating and it’s terrifying, and for those of us, the incredible vast almost-everyone majority of … Read more
I’ve never looked lightly upon owning a pet. I suppose the exception would be when I was in the tail end of elementary school and the early years of Junior High and I would bring home any placid unsuspecting amphibian that crossed my path. Frogs, turtles, snakes all made their way into various shoeboxes and … Read more
Days 7 & 8: “I detest humanity. I’m allergic to it.” – Brigitte Bardot, sixties glamour puss First of all, I categorically disagree with Ms. Bardot. Second of all, I’m disappointed to see this quote in this calendar. I guess it goes back to the whole opinionated idea, but I just don’t see how it … Read more
This weekend I received one of those emails that makes you dance around in your sock feet and say YES and makes your significant other and the cats look at you like you’ve gone batso.
It’s been a long time since I’ve written anything really personal. That’s because I’ve been pretty damn angry and I’ve wanted to vent and shout and blame and be a nasty-ass name caller. So, I haven’t written.
It has been HARD. And tonight I’m feeling like I don’t give an F (read that FFFFFFFFFFFF) because I went to an amazing event and someone was there who has tried her best to destroy me because, well, who the FFFFFFFFFFFFF knows why, but she did.
I haven’t written much lately. And by that I mean I haven’t written much here. I’ve written a lot on The Local Tourist. Although, to be perfectly honest I haven’t even written much there, but I’ve been very busy. Really, crazy, out-of-my-mind busy. And always in the back of my mind I think “I should … Read more
“The focus of the collection is American with a particular emphasis on artists connected to Chicago. The signature painting is Pommiers en fleur, an 1872 work by Claude Monet.”
What do those concert ticket fees actually cover?