Bobby was brave — I am not.

“That’s really great!” I exclaimed, keely aware of the needle stuck in me but not entirely overwhelmed by the pain. “Did you enjoy it?”

“It was alright,” he said slowly, “but it was always kinda weird when some 200 pound chick came in to audition for the part of Cinderella. Nowadays that might fly, but this was back in 1971.”

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Sparkling and bubbly Italian spritzer water: the throat’s “premier beverage” nomination (also – dog parking, sweater-dog, my orientation at Olive Garden, “food of Mexico,” The Final Snow, and “quality time”).

Friday, February 4th, 2011 (followed by updated entries on Monday the 7th and Thursday the 10th, both written in the present-tense) It gives. Other waters don’t give, like this water gives. 1.  It fizzes at you. When you open your jug, carton, box or bottle of water – does it fizz at you? Does it welcome, […]

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