I remember when “old friend” only meant “dear friend.” Now it actually means old. (We have met the geezers and they are us!)
I do not eat with MAGA morons. I eat with respectable people. Jesus didn’t.
Last Sunday I thought I was only going into a church building. But, alas, I ended up trapped in a church service.
Our national Day of Thanksgiving and a national Day of Mourning occur this week.
My blog post last week ended with a challenge: What is one thing we can do to strengthen democracy? Here’s a sampler of replies along with “the winner.”
In case you hadn’t heard: The world ends on Tuesday.
The devil paid me a visit this week. He’d let himself in. (The devil never knocks.)
If I get to choose when and where to die, it would be right here, immersed in this soundscape with my family and friends sitting close by.
I don’t believe in thoughts and prayers. I don’t believe in tarot, Ouija or I Ching. I don’t believe in providence, fate, or luck.
What do the following people have in common? Cher, Anderson Cooper, Henry (“the Fonz”) Winkler, Whoopi Goldberg, Richard Branson, Keira Knightley, Albert Einstein, Robin Williams.
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WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD
The moon eclipsed the sun on Monday. I'll get to that. But first let's take my puppy for a walk.
WHAT WILL STOP PUTIN?
I lean Quaker, but I’m not comfortable with absolute pacifism.
EASTER. Make good trouble.
Today is Easter. I’ll get to that. But first an apology.
THE STRANGEST DREAM
Last night I had the strangest dream. I was watching the presidential debate between the venerable president and his cantankerous challenger.