Tag Archive | President

Retrograde, Schmetrograde

Those who know me will vouch for my excessive organization skills and attention to detail. And yet, last week I don’t think a day went by when I didn’t send my husband a text along the lines of, “I forgot deodorant today”, “I left my lunch in the fridge today”, “I forgot to shave the 80 pound gorilla”.

A Talk with a Member of the Tea Party

I know it’s been a while since I’ve blogged and several of you have mentioned it to me and I’m sorry. Given my current schedule I may not be able to make my regular Tuesday deadlines but I’m still here and I’ll still write to ya when I can. And now onto the good stuff. […]

The future looks cloudy with a chance of doom

This week I’m going to let someone else do the talking. Whether you like him or you don’t, Keith Olbermann did predict many of the things that have happened in this country since this January 2010 broadcast and his further predictions are altogether frightening. I have no doubt these things are in store for us […]

The Learning Curve

The best thing we can do for ourselves, our children and our future is to reverse our current budgetary policies and get back to putting our money toward education and especially great teachers and a complete curriculum. Then the prison situation will largely take care of itself.

What Should Sarah Palin Do?

My first inclination at the thought of helping Sarah Palin take office is to laugh, hopefully while drinking coffee so it can spew out of my nose, and then to say (out loud), “Don’t run!”

Violinists on the Titanic

We continue to hear that things are getting better in our economy, that the recession is finally over at the same time we’re hearing that the big banks we bailed out continue to do risky business as usual. As we hear that unemployment is improving we also see that the unemployment numbers continue to get higher. So where is the improvement coming from? The millions of dollars we are printing? I don’t think so, that’s nothing but a bucket trying to bail water out of the Titanic as it goes down.

My First Short Story

My sister called me on her drive home to San Francisco after Christmas. I was in the grocery store and she skipped the greeting and went right to: Do you remember a guy named Thomas Andrew Young? I told her it sounded familiar but that I was not sure who the person was.