Dear Dan, Wish you were here. I love and miss you, my brother.
School days
Dear Dan, I was writing on my other blog about my cat eating my underwear and I remembered us in school. Odd connection. Yeah. I know. Remember the old "my dog at my homework" days? It's sort of a new twist on that theme. Anyway, back to you and school. You would be amazed at... Continue Reading →
My cat ate my underwear
Remember the days when "my dog ate my homework" was used? Well, this morning my cat ate my underwear.Iggy has a problem with my bare legs anyway. There's something about the legs that makes her want to attack them. Most of the time she just rubs against my legs and then give them a swat.... Continue Reading →
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
I watched that again the other night and thought about you. Big surprise, huh? I went into mom's room and turned her TV to the channel during out 'Ikea Nightmare' scene. I told her about our last conversation and that scene. There is rumor that I'll be able to get the Harry Potter books as... Continue Reading →
Pistachios, pistachios, pistachios
Sort of like saying nuts, nuts, nuts ... but different. One more pistachio story out of Penn State by the same woman who gave us all the other pistachio stories. The Mother of Pistachio studies written by the Mother of Nut stories. (She'll hurt me if she reads this. **wave**)I used to love pistachios, but... Continue Reading →
Lena Horne
Dear Dan, I guess you know Lean Horne died this week. I remember when you and some friends went to see her with Tony Bennett at the Minskoff. That place is huge. The only tickets available were up in the last row of the last balcony. The usher led you up and up and up... Continue Reading →