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Ah, home for the holidays! It’s a dilly of a time to throw your hands up and be the kid again: no responsibilities, no worries, no tasks, no requirements. Just sit back on the old brocade divan and wait for Mom to bring you truffles and a cup of Privateer eggnog, your older brother to slip you a sawbuck or two (plus some extra whiskey in your nog) and for Dear Old Dad to question you about what you’re doing with your money. For my part, Dad’s been asking me the same question for decades and for decades, I’ve been giving him the same answer: “Why, it’s all in my closet, right where it belongs!”   Now, ...

A Cry to Heaven, "How could this be?!" So much she gifted us, on so much we fed Cry again, "How and when and why was it she?" A lifetime of belles-lettres, forever to be read   Sometimes a fair s...

  May the leprechauns dance over your bed and bring you sweet dreams. - Irish lessing   To this day, across much of the Western Isle, the lore of fairies remains so strong, farmers will divert crop...

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  Rainy morgen on Alisal Road, California's Danish burg begins to start and stir, as Mormor's oven begins to wake and warmDreessen's Bakery, long since awake, busies and bustles, so many treasures to...

  Is it cynical to find the silver lining, to instinctively seek it in the first place? One supposes it depends upon whom answers. Cynical could be read as pragmatic. 2020 was a vile year for so many...

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    Quilts of country, ombres green Queen Ériu, her legend to bear Goddess of Ireland, a kingdom and people you wean   Dublin, dark waters; Dingle, deep harbours Galway, fair strangers; Boyle M...

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Ciao, babies! It’s winter in San Diego and whilst we’ve got sheer aces weather right now, it’s still winter. That means the Hotel Del is relatively quiet and I’ve got cabin fever of the Muppet Tr...

Horsefeathers! Hildy just e-mailed me and I say, Ba-loney! I’m absolutely zozzled with disbelief! I don’t want to make a beef about this, but here’s the dish. If you recall my Hannah Hart, ghostdame...

Cheers, kittens! As the SoCal comic convention season is in full-swing (You remember Wednesday's Bad Night at WonderCon, don't you?), my con cohort at Twisted Pair Photography and I are getting ready ...

Kittens, if the chilly, San Diego rain wasn’t a prompt to play indoors this December, the siren of invention, engineering,  technology and design was enough to lure a capacity-crowd of the curious t...

  {youtube width="580" height="380"}rS7T9dfwewc#!{/youtube} "I still don't get it, Jennifer. What the heck is Steampunk?" Voila, the de rigueur response from most when hit with a steampunk referen...

INT./EXT. RANGE ROVER/SEATTLE ROAD, VERY EARLY A.M. Frasier DRIVING with Martin, Daphne, Niles and Eddie FRASIERNiles and I thought this would be quite the soulful replenishment. Sleeping under the ...

  An open Christmas greeting to Nordstrom, in Haiku form: Grand Dame of the North Nordstrom brings festive Christmas Thank you, Seattle! ...

    Me: What? You're nuts! Everyone knows about Disneyland at Halloween! My Viking: No, they don't. Not everybody goes to Disneyland once a week. Me: Okay, still. Everybody knows abo...

Some are born Geek, some achieve Geekness and others have Geekness thrust upon them. For those of us whom are verily Geek-at-Heart, we shall not be shedding the title as quickly as a West Hollywood ...

  To quote Larry Daivd, "It's enough already." Sure, it seems fun: these slow, warm, lazy, final days of summer in the sand and surf. Mid-April of the year, I could barely wait to toss o...