“If there’s a gold tabby in the group,” I’d hinted to Rick several weeks prior to the kittens’ birth, “you could name him Theo.” “Him or her, Theo would work,” Rick agreed. And when the Mama cat gave birth to her litter of six kittens, the very first...
“I’m telling you, girlfriend, it’s 1984 all over again!” said my friend Anna Marie. “Terrific!” I replied. “I still have several pairs of bell-bottomed, hip-hugger pants.” “I’m serious! Big Brother is watching!” She scowled at me. “George Orwell warned us of this very...
At the bottom of this post is an almost X-rated photo of brother John. Yes, I’m serious. He sent me a current selfie of his abs, and not wanting to chance offending any of my readers, I chose to place his photo discretely below the RSS facebook feed line. My brother...
Tomorrow night is the annual reception of Clatsop Community College’s RAIN Magazine. The reception is open to the public. It takes place on the second floor of Columbia Hall, beginning at 6 p.m., and usually lasts three to four hours. Writers from all over the area...
As loyal readers are well-aware, I have two chipmunk-colored cats: Alvin and Simon. Those same loyal readers have also been insistently “suggesting” that I needed to adopt a third cat, to be called Theodore, to complete the family. And I have just as insistently...
