Suprise Me

And then back home, me and Dad, under spooky tracks and past dangerous dogs, to warmth, maybe a snack, and my friends Dick Tracy, Moon Mullins and Rick O'Shay. Read More

We have a large, one-story house with a basement under most of it. About 800 square feet is finished space. The rest is broken into a series of storage and utility rooms; lots of good space, including direct entry into the garage through the laundry room. When we purchased the house in December, 1986, the… Read More

I’ve worn a lot of hats in my life. As an entrepreneur, I’ve been chief cook and bottle washer in probably a dozen small businesses from baking cheesecakes to designing greeting cards to writing books and everything entailed in getting them to market. But real hats? Maybe a handful, if that. I just don’t have… Read More

One balmy night, the full moon high, I walk into town, flip-flops slapping softly, and grab a seat on the patio at the local watering hole, the Tahiti Nui, where sits Shelley, my new drinking buddy. Halfway through our second or maybe third drink, up walks a guy she knows, Mike, who has a cute… Read More

 In San Francisco in the early 90’s it seemed like everyone from lawyers to street punks was getting pierced and tattooed.   "Body Modification" was the buzzword with tattoo and piercing shops as ubiquitous as Starbucks.   Above a popular sex club sat a large school to train would be piercers. Read More

A few days ago I had one of those experiences – the kind that you feel in your body before you know what it is – the kind that crystalizes some deep truth in your life. While walking in our local woods with my son, now 36, I noticed he had stopped behind me on… Read More

In the Spring of 2016, I had the pleasure of being interviewed by one of my favorite teachers at Saint Mary’s College– Alex Green. Although I was a little bit nervous, Alex is such a great interviewer that I got comfortable onstage with him immediately. We were there to talk about my recently published memoir,… Read More

A new wave is calling BS on you. Read More

We get reminders about hanging onto the past from ballads as well as memoirs. Read More

My mother’s parents came from Bialystock, still part of Russia when they met in 1902. I have a fancy dress from Grandma’s trousseau that she brought over on the ship. My mother was always proud that her family came over second-class, not steerage. My grandparents married in 1902 and were successful. She had a maid… Read More