Dancing Like Everyone’s Looking In the middle of Trafalgar Square 5/21/22

If you read my previous post you might remember my mention of the ridiculously narrow bathtub at Hazlitts here in London and how I was worried I might get stuck therein. If you didn’t read it, well then you might not totally get the gist of what comes next. Too bad, because today I was …

Days of my Life #49

Did ya miss me? Then you’d betta kiss me! I’ve been taking a break. I decided to let my creative juices stew like a good cassoulet or in honor of our garden and the summer, pickles in a sweet and sour umami brine. Creativity is like that. You just never know when a Rush is …

Wanted: Real Life Super Heroes – must be willing to work for kudos.

If we could have real superheroes to help us during our current political climate the possibilities for change would be tremendous...and we could pay them with thanks and homemade cookies.

New record! Super Hero wakes at 630am!

Call me lazy, but I overslept this morning. Was it because I fell asleep last night at 8pm whilst trying to get my grandson to go to sleep, then woke at 10 and stayed up til 1am? Probably. But who notices? Oops, that would be me. So, what caused me to awaken late? Perhaps the …

Can o’Max #4 – my journey continues

Once again, I find myself sitting in a hotel room, typing on my trusty iPad, reaching into the cosmos for the words to make sense of this weekend's journey. In celebration of my beloved sweetheart, Max Middleton's 63rd birthday on October 31, Halloween, Samhain, Day of the Dead, All Soul's Day, I am here to …

Honey, i sold your motorcycle.

"Sell the damn thing. It's okay baby I don't need it where I am, I've got one that runs great!" That's what I hear him saying. It's just weeks before what would have been my beloved Max Middleton's 63rd birthday. He was a Halloween baby, the spook. I'm wondering if per chance he will show …

I’m Back…but things aren’t all Black & white…

Yo. Like I'm sitting In the chair at Capella Salon in Studio City and lookin @ my gray roots, as in hair, as in "What's with this shit, I'm so tired of spendin all my scratch on covering this perpetual patch." I say to my homegirl Jody Cherevka, aka L.A. stylist Extraordinaire. And she, in …

Typecasting? Sheesh!

I'm up too early. That's what I get for eating late night chocolate ice cream, because My stomach does not like the after-effects of nighttime dairy consumption. What the heck, it was my last night here on the isle of lesbos ... Fittingly I dined with 4 other women... They were so much fun to …

Is anybody out there?

Hi again. It's me calling out from this island in the Aegean Sea. Are you there? Are you reading my words? Do you care? WTF? What is so important you can't respond? Are you so busy with your iPhone, checking Facebook, googling Syria-GMOs-radiation leaking from Fukishima, wondering when you can might get your nails done, …

All the world’s a stage… playing my part

Waking far too early (3:30am) to be so, I am writing til I get drowsy, or at least I hope I shall. Having momentarily perused my Facebook page, I noted Max's and my beloved Theatre 68 (LA & NYC) is still requiring funds for their move to new LA quarters. How can this be? This …