Category: basketball

Oh No, Not the Warriors!

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(re-run from 2019?) Last week I took Sis to the hospital for a Barium Swallow test. We had just settled into the waiting room when an elderly woman with a cane came in the door. She had to go around Sis’s wheelchair to get to the check-in window. “Am I at the right place?” she… Continue reading Oh No, Not the Warriors!

Oh No, Not the Warriors!

Posted in aging, basketball, best, California, Golden State Killer, Golden State Warriors, helpful strangers, hospital, humor, memoir, newspaper, police officer, relationshipsLeave a comment

(re-run from 2018) Last week I took Sis to the hospital for a Barium Swallow test. We had just settled into the waiting room when an elderly woman with a cane came in the door. She had to go around Sis’s wheelchair to get to the check-in window. “Am I at the right place?” she… Continue reading Oh No, Not the Warriors!

Oh No, Not the Warriors!

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(re-run) Last week I took Sis to the hospital for a Barium Swallow test. We had just settled into the waiting room when an elderly woman with a cane came in the door. She had to go around Sis’s wheelchair to get to the check-in window. “Am I at the right place?” she asked no… Continue reading Oh No, Not the Warriors!

Mass Shootings in the News

Posted in assault weapons, basketball, Facebook, gender, gender roles, memoir, Mitch Mc Connell, NRA, Steve Kerr, teacher, teacher shortage, teaching, U., U.S. House of Representatives, U.S. SenateLeave a comment

My daughter and her husband have no network TV. A week and a half after the Uvalde shootings, I have to say that it might’ve been a good thing to miss all of it when I was there to meet my grandson. Now I’m back, and the pile of newspapers have been read. I’ve seen… Continue reading Mass Shootings in the News

OCD and Me

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I often dream about finding a public bathroom to use right before I wake up. It’s because I have to pee. Two nights ago I dreamed I was in a crowded restaurant and when I went into the bathroom, there were tables in there with groups of women seated around them. I stood at the… Continue reading OCD and Me

OCD Dreams

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(re-run) I often dream about finding a public bathroom to use right before I wake up. It’s because I have to pee. Two nights ago I dreamed I was in a crowded restaurant and when I went into the bathroom, there were tables in there with groups of women seated around them. I stood at… Continue reading OCD Dreams

To Pee or Not to Pee

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I often dream about finding a public bathroom to use right before I wake up. It’s because I have to pee. Two nights ago I dreamed I was in a crowded restaurant and when I went into the bathroom, there were tables in there with groups of women seated around them. I stood at the… Continue reading To Pee or Not to Pee

Weird Dreams

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I often dream about finding a public bathroom to use right before I wake up. It’s because I have to pee. Two nights ago I dreamed I was in a crowded restaurant and when I went into the bathroom, there were tables in there with groups of women seated around them. I stood at the… Continue reading Weird Dreams

The Illustrated Man (and Woman)

Posted in baseball, basketball, California, culture, eyebrows, firsts, football, friends of friends, generation, humor, insects, memoir, music, noses, pain, relationships, rose, skin, tattoosLeave a comment

This morning I woke up and wanted to write about tattoos. I went to another music in the park last night and saw so many. It’s a generational thing – getting tattooed — which will permanently mark an era. The only Tattoo we had back in the 70’s was the little man on Fantasy Island… Continue reading The Illustrated Man (and Woman)

Oh No, Not the Warriors!

Posted in aging, basketball, best, California, Golden State Killer, Golden State Warriors, helpful strangers, hospital, humor, memoir, newspaper, police officer, relationshipsLeave a comment

(re-run) Last week I took Sis to the hospital for a Barium Swallow test. We had just settled into the waiting room when an elderly woman with a cane came in the door. She had to go around Sis’s wheelchair to get to the check-in window. “Am I at the right place?” she asked no… Continue reading Oh No, Not the Warriors!