Open letter to Oprah
The following is a letter I sent to Oprah Winfrey, after reading of her recent interview of Bono on her show. I figure, what the hell.Best case scenario: I make my windbreaker goal. Worst case scenario: I’ve made her obnoxious-fan list._______ “Dear Oprah: Chutzpah: noun.Yiddish khutspe, from Late Hebrew huspAh: supreme self-confidence: NERVE, GALL I [...]
Want cheese with that whine?
In a few hours I will be sitting in a darkened theatre, watching one of my favorite novels come to life… or attempting to watch, anyway, if I don’t zonk out in the opening credits. As previously noted, I have a cold. And not just any kind of cold, but the WORST COLD KNOWN TO [...]
It’s a dangerous job
I was in a meeting yesterday morning with my new division. All the department managers (READ: seven men, five of whom are bald or balding, and me, la sola chiquitita) were there, discussing the goings-on of the previous press run. (NOTE: Usually the VP’s female right-arm is there, but this day she was not.) Let [...]
The good with the bad
If I were given the task of writing a dictionary of phraseology, and I had to define the term, “good feeling,” I would say that it’s when “your old-skinny pants become your new-fat pants.” Also, I would say it’s when “your sitter tells you your daughter made her business in the big girl potty.” And [...]
Greater dangers
Last week I complained about a sore rump. This I had considered to be one of the greater dangers of cycling. And while I still see it as a major issue, I’m getting the bigger picture. I went on a double Millerton ride again this weekend. On Saturday, I did the loop from Friant, over [...]
