Lessons learned on loving the Earth

This column appeared in print in April 2007. I support the World Wildlife Fund, avoid animal-tested products. There’s no SUV in my driveway, and I’ve never once watered my lawn. So I was feeling a tad smug a couple of weeks ago as I settled into my seat at the Van Wezel and waited for […]

An Obama high

Pretty much all day — I’ve been on an Obama high. Well, actually, that’s not accurate. I’ve been on an American high. Wicked proud of my country today. Wicked proud of the man who stood up there and addressed a nation in challenging, but inspiring terms. Just what we needed. What I’ve been thinking about […]

Last night of being Bush-wacked!

I couldn’t stay home tonight, on this last night of being Bush-wacked for eight long years, so I put on my Obama earrings and headed out on the town. I was running around Sarasota like a crazy woman asking people to tell me how they felt about their last night of being Bush-wacked and/or what […]

The eve of inebriation … um … inauguration

Okay, I admit it. I officially cannot work because I’m too excited about tomorrow. I know, I know. The world isn’t going to magically right itself tomorrow just because Obama is sworn in as President. In fact, I think if change comes to this country, Obama will be our leader, yes, but not the doer. […]

Just a little augmentating of assets!

After today, guess I won’t have too much to say, write, or dredge up from the past about the Bush Administration, huh? Well, so, here’s my final comment on the subject (I think). In 2007 I wrote — not very well, really — a satirical wanna-be about Condi Rice’s kind of revolting double-speak when she […]

That slop-jawed, Birkenstock-wearing Reality Chick!

Back in the day (was it really less than a year ago?!) when I had my Reality Chick column appearing each week in print, I could be sure that whenever I invoked the words President Bush or my more favored name for him — Georgie-boy, I could be sure of getting lots and lots of […]

G.W.’s swan song

With apologies to Don McLean (for abusing his fabulous, near-perfection lyrics to Everybody Loves Me Baby from American Pie collection). Fortune had me well in hand, armies waited at my command My gold was in a foreign land buried deep beneath the sand The angels guided my ev’ry prayer, my enemies I wanted sick or […]

All night blues

All Night Blues I’ve heard his voice, roughed up by the lyrics of living, sung out and sweating between sets; taking a smoke and slugging a beer to soothe his weary chords.

A little local color … in a Wonder-bread town

This column originally published in 2006. ——————————- I keep getting asked to write less about national issues and more about local goings-on. Local “color” it’s called – stories that show the colorful characters, places and events of an area. Believe me; I’ve been trying. Trekking it out to obscure cafés and trying to find a […]