When I was a girl growing up in the liberated seventies after the radical sixties, we were told that true freedom and equality consisted of two things: 1) letting it all hang out or down, as the case may be, after burning your bra and 2) going natural after losing your safety … [Read more...]

Fifteen years ago I had my first bout of ulcerative colitis, back in the days of beeping pagers and pay phones. UC is arthritis-related, the etymology having to do with your immune system getting all fizzed up and sending its little Pac Man antibodies down into your colon for … [Read more...]

Yeppers, the die is cast. You’re going out on your own. I hear you. No more “kowtowing to ‘The Man,’” if you really talk like that. No more lots of things, like the morning and evening commutes; interminable meetings; insensitive supervisors and department heads; clueless and … [Read more...]

Hold, on. Take it easy. She may not be a liar. You’re right, I don’t know her. So let’s start with a sample test. 1. Is she still alive? 2. Is she 90 or over? 3. Is she still “as sharp as a tack”? If you answered “yes” to all three questions, then she’s a liar. There you go … [Read more...]

1.) First and foremost all dogs who live in a household with humans are orphans. They are all Oliver Twist, “asking for more.” They stay positive, whether they are yearning for more food, more time to play or just willing to sniff everything and anything just to have a good time. … [Read more...]