On the strength of last year’s sell out comedy concert we did to benefit Mobile Meals, promoter (who I can also rope into being emcee) Mike Elis and I thought we’d try to make it an annual event to continue to raise much needed funds for our favorite charity. Suddenly, we sounded like a scene out of ‘Babes in Arms:’
I'm Just Saying
At a loss after the shooting in Pittsburg, I entered the vigil held at B’nai Israel Temple in Spartanburg searching for...to be perfectly honest, I wasn’t completely sure. But I knew I yearned to give some sort of sympathy, comfort, understanding.
In the 20 years that I have lived here, I have yet to see a single trick-or-treater come to my door.
Search google for the word, September, and countless links that include ‘melancholy’ immediately pop up. Why this sadness? Is it the end of summer? The changing light? The fact that for years, Starbucks’ pumpkin latte never contained any actual pumpkin?
It’s been a good 17 years since we’ve had a puppy in our house, much less two, and I think Jerry Seinfeld’s wonderful joke about toddlers—“a two year old is like a blender that doesn’t have a top”- also easily applies to young canines.
Everyone has known for ages that women, on average, live longer than men and now researchers appear to have found that there is a reason why women actually age slower.
We do everything slower, by the way. We’re exhausted. But that’s not the reason.
Perhaps we’ll get another dog,’ I had written, what, three weeks ago? ‘Perhaps we’ll take a break from dogs for a bit...’
As Florence approached the western part of the state, it appeared certain events at The World Equestrian Games would be canceled as no one knew quite how waterlogged the showgrounds might become.
After two years, this was the day I’d been waiting for.
A rather breathtaking headline rung round the world last week:
‘Stunning anti-ageing breakthrough could see humans live to 150 and see regenerating organs by 2020 for the price of a coffee a day!’
Wait a minute, whaaaa?