Keeping the friends that set your hair on fire is important.... Well, almost set your hair on fire. For example, my friend Jim. We’ve been best friends since I was eighteen and now I’m forty-blah-blah-blah. Suffice it to say it’s been a looong time. Jim’s an actor and...

LAXATIVES, AMERICAN IDOL AND WRONG NUMBERS......(I called Didi) *********Heads up! This was on my Facebook page, but there’s more! I bent to the pressure and called Didi. She was alive......... Tonight on my home phone, which is unlisted, I got a message. It was...

 How Hard Can it Be (On the Prairie?) Welcome to News Year’s Eve! A time for family, hot cocoa by the warm hearth, and listening to Pa play Auld Lang Syne on his fiddle soft and low for Ma, Mary and me while we knit warm woolen socks, brush each other’s hair and...

  THE NEXT BIG THING BLOG HOP!!!!!!!!!!! I’m hoppin’ on the blog train! Never done it, but not knowing what I’m doing has never scared me in the least! But, I suppose you could be scared....Don’t be! I will not invoke the name of David Hasslehoff more than two or...

  Being tired and posting on Facebook doesn’t always work out well...for example: I am the artistic director of a local theatre company and I often post on our Facebook page. I wrote the play called SMACKDOWN FOR THE CHRISTMAS CROWN, a silly funny and slightly...

  THANKSGIVING, A TIME TO BARE ALL....... Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. No presents, no baskets, no inappropriate stories and behavior from relatives....wait, I take back the last “no.” I’m always game for a good insult or breakdown. I enjoy eating myself...

  Holy Crap!!!! My first literary review evaahh! It’s amazing. I’m not related to the gal who reviewed me and I don’t even know her! Therefore, proving to sweet baby Moses in a thong and everyone else (with or without a thong) that I didn’t pay her or bribe her...

  ARE YOU F%#$ING KIDDING ME? HOW HARD CAN IT BE? hasn’t come out yet, but there is major interest from LA in making it into a movie!! Of course, I was in the LA show business scene for years and the chance of all the stars being aligned correctly and my book...

  At my age I thought I was done blowing babies out, but alas...no. Writing a book is very similar to having a baby. You flirt with an idea (hit on guy), decide it’s a good idea (suss out that he’s not married or a total loser), write the first draft (date for a...

  What in the hell made me think I could write a book? As I sit here staring at my keyboard, after having called it every name in the book, (assmonkey, assclown, ballsmacker, swampass, and the list goes on. Most of it unprintable...) I wonder if I can bring it...