Merry Plastic Christmas

Merry Plastic Christmas

The American Christmas Tree Association sounds so, well, all-American. Say the name aloud and your brain may conjure up a Hallmark vision of a family and their dog tromping through a snow-covered field of trees as they search for their very own tree to cut down. The...
Go Ahead. I’m All Ears.

Go Ahead. I’m All Ears.

The woman sitting behind us on the train would not shut up. On and on in a too-loud voice she talked to her travel companion about anything she could think of as long as it was about herself, her job, her co-workers, her house, her kids…well, you get the idea. When...
So Call Me. Not Maybe. Definitely.

So Call Me. Not Maybe. Definitely.

What I’m about to share may shock you. You likely will throw up your hands in disbelief and shout, “She’s lying!” We didn’t have a telephone until I was about 14. My dad didn’t see the point in spending the money on one. If we needed to use a phone, we could walk to...
Papa Was A Rolling Stone

Papa Was A Rolling Stone

The big mystery was finally solved in 2013. But unless you’re into science articles, you may have missed it. There is a section of Death Valley National Park in California called Racetrack Playa. (Note: A playa is a dry lake bed.) For over fifty years, park visitors...