- Atlanta, Georgia, United States
- November 04
- Retired PR Director
- I am a retired Public Relations professional who now writes purely for fun and catharsis. I covered most of my memoir-type pieces in the first three years here. Lately I have dabbled in politics, current affairs, pop culture and movie reviews. Life is my muse.
MY RECENT POSTS
- A Blockhead's Thoughts on
August 17, 2014 12:32PM
- My Writer's Den Revisited for
August 07, 2014 01:14PM
- How's That Workin' for Ya?
August 01, 2014 01:05PM
- Objectivity and Taking Sides
July 20, 2014 07:07PM
- I Woke Myself Up While Making
June 25, 2014 12:39PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “I am starting to believe
this officer was fearful of
- “MCS asked what is wrong
with our society? I think the
is the same as it
- “Well said. Polarization
to the extremes of every issue
August 19, 2014 02:46PM
- “Ode to a Chair.
Wonderful! I do all my work on
the sofa, but
so far it hasn't
August 19, 2014 02:37PM
- “Welcome back? Those
pictures are wonderful, and
look at that
trout! Did you
August 19, 2014 02:34PM
L in the Southeast's Links
- MY LINKS
That would be me. My new best friend Arthur Louis bestowed me and others who believe racism plays a role in American policing and criminal justice with that moniker yesterday.
I have waited an uncharacteristically long period of time to weigh in on the incide… Read full post »
Your venom spews shrilly , day after day
Declaring the ignorance and moral decay
Of any and all who have something to say
That doesn’t exactly see it your way.
So…how’s that working for you?
The names that you call us just fall on deaf ears.
Your snark… Read full post »
I am not known for being indecisive. I have opinions, some of which are pretty strong and non-negotiable.
I am absolutely clear about my stance on:
-- abortion (for it)
-- gay rights (for them)
-- public education (yes. It is the only way to pull people… Read full post »
I consider myself fortunate to be among the few OS friends who doesn’t wrestle with insomnia. I only sleep about seven hours a night, but it is quality sleep.
I have recently noticed that my dream patterns have changed drastically over the years. Back in the day… Read full post »
10. Should we have lunch in Paris or Sydney today?
9 No matter how hard I try, I cannot gain an ounce.
8. I love everybody.
7. Money is no object.
6. No, I won’t marry you, but feel free to shower me with your money.
5. I don’t give a… Read full post »
I last posted this tribute three years ago, so I thought I'd repost it in honor of LeRoy A. Comer, who left this life in 1998.
A dad is a guy who tells his daughter how to handle boys. He teaches her the responsibilities of driving a… Read full post »
Have you ever wondered what it feels like to be a kid growing up in an inner-city ghetto? Unless we have experienced it personally, many of us give it little thought, except for the daily barrage of media reports of car-jackings, drug deals, gang-banging deaths and shootouts in the parking lots… Read full post »
Elliot Rodgers, the Santa Barbara assassin, made some unconscionable comments about women in his so-called manifesto. For whatever reason, the media has chosen to focus on the killer’s misogyny at the expense of a number of other equally troubling issues surrounding this tragedy.
It w… Read full post »
This morning in Atlanta was among the most beautiful I've experienced here. As Coqui and I were taking a refeshing walk, something told me to look down before I took another step. This is what I saw:
At first I thought it was a piece of bark. But… Read full post »
I choked back tears today I shook my head and sighed.
It hurts me when I hear about children who are neglected, beaten, starved and even murdered by their parents, the people who are supposed to protect them. Little children have no voice. The nine-month-old infant in Stone M… Read full post »
It’s Easter Sunday and I sit watching a PBS series called Civil War: The Untold Story. As it happens, my home sits on the very spot where the infamous Battle of Atlanta took place in 1864. This was considered the bloodiest battle in the Georgia campaign of… Read full post »
Have you ever gone ahead and done something about which your little inner voice was whispering “Bad idea. Don’t do it. Uh uh, don’t?”
Well, Monday morning, I made myself a $525 cup of tea!
I was leaving to go to the senior center to register for the next… Read full post »
This mornin… Read full post »
Our eyes met while we both stood in line at the supermarket deli. I recognized him instantly, but wasn’t sure he’d remember me.
His handsome face was slightly more lined, which only made him look that much more virile. The thick, wavy black hair was graying aroun… Read full post »
I’ve just finished reading the Open Letter to Woody Allen that was written by his adopted daughter, Dylan Farrow.
I have no doubt at all about her story. I just saw a comment on Facebook that said we ought to wait until the truth is determined before we… Read full post »
Date: January 20, 2014
Place: Heaven or a reasonable facsimile
Martin Luther King glances over at Malcolm X. From their fluffy perch in the clouds, they were both watching as MLK’s holiday played out.
Malcolm: I don’t know, Martin. It doesn’t lo… Read full post »
A Facebook friend of mine posted that sign yesterday. This morning, a neighbor who was driving past me and my dog Coqui stopped, lowered the window and shouted “How was your Christmas?”
“Great,” I lied. “Yours?”
&ld… Read full post »
Little L would lie in bed and wait for it: that magical feeling that started right after Santa Claus finally brought up the rear of the Macy’s Thanksgiving parade.
The anticipation of things to come was like a drug to Little L. She loved the&nb… Read full post »
Now I’ve heard everything! He did it because his family is too wealthy to teach him any better.
Sixteen-year-old Texan Ethan Couch killed four people last June when he crashed into them at 70 miles per hour, having a blood alcohol level three times… Read full post »
Once upon a time, hundreds of years before now, there was a land far from here called Europe. This land had many kinds of people. Some had very white skin, some had pinkish skin, and some had skin that caused the color of olives to come to mind.… Read full post »
Jingle bells, OS smells,
Like the good old days.
Open Calls are back again
And the gang is out to play.
Smashing through the angst
In the name of Christmakkuh,
We all give our thanks
For fun… Read full post »
A dear friend’s husband died last Friday. She and I worked together when I lived in California. My husband and I bought a home in the same town she and her husband lived in when we met.
PJ is such a special woman. She earned her Ph.D. in… Read full post »
So many of my fellow writers here are much younger than I. Some terrific essays have been posted in the past few days, but most of the true memories of the day John F. Kennedy was slain have been from those of you who were in elementary… Read full post »