Last week, I went to the Apollo to see the Prez. Let me repeat that because there’s something magical and ridiculously unlikely in that sentence. Obama, is, of course, the first sitting president to ever come to the Apollo. Ten or fifteen years ago, Harlem was much less safe and chic than it is today, [...]
Just wanted to follow up on the October 1 post, Whose Dog Life Is It Anyway, as I’m still getting occasional responses. First, Maizie is not dead. The last line of the old post reads, “In the end she dies anyway.” More than one reader found that confusing. What I meant was: In the end, [...]
I may be losing my mind. Or it may hormonal (I’ve been going through “the change” for about three years now). It could also just be a normal part of aging about which I didn’t receive adequate warning. I’m talking about “time.” Time changes as you age. It moves faster. This is not a secret. [...]
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