Those Dang Democrat Fundrasing Folks

Three days before the mid-term elections, in a 24-hour period, I received 39 emails and 12 texts from Democratic candidates asking for donations. The Democratic party is relentless when it comes to asking for money. The problem is that once you give any left-leaning organization money, then EVERYONE gets your personal info.  Twenty years ago,… Continue reading Those Dang Democrat Fundrasing Folks

The Head-scarf Post

Forty-some days ago, a young Iranian woman was detained by the Morality Police because she wasn’t wearing hijab, her head covering, correctly. She died while being detained. Iranian women have poured into the streets, showing their hair to protest. The reason I’m writing about hijabs is because I’ve noticed them a lot lately.  This would… Continue reading The Head-scarf Post

Wiener Dog Versus Rat

(re-run) Long ago, when I had three school-aged children at their respective schools, I sat at my desk writing during the quiet of the day, when I heard the Dachshund barking. He was somewhere in our spacious back yard. I ignored it at first, but when the barking didn’t subside, I decided I’d better go… Continue reading Wiener Dog Versus Rat

Porch Pirates, Poinsettias and Peaches

(re-run) The joke going around on social media is that if you want to get rid of your junk, put it in an Amazon box and leave it on your porch. It’s not that funny around my neighborhood. Porch pirates are everywhere this time of year. Neighbors are sure to tell each other when they… Continue reading Porch Pirates, Poinsettias and Peaches

Lovely Rita, Meter Maid

(re-run) Yesterday I spent most of the day in overly-metered Walnut Creek.  The town of walnut orchards has turned into a buzzing destination for shoppers.  It boasts a Nordstrom’s, Neiman Marcus (Needless Mark-up), Tiffany, Apple, Macy’s, Gap, Coach, Tesla, Pottery Barn, and every high-end store and chain store one can think of. People come from… Continue reading Lovely Rita, Meter Maid

My Can Runneth Over

My garbage can is tiny because when I ordered it, I lived alone. Half the time it was only half filled when I put it out on Monday evenings. My recycle can, twice as big, is always full. Then one of my offspring returned to the roost, with their little dog.  The can got fuller,… Continue reading My Can Runneth Over

He Wouldn’t Take Non for an Answer

(re-run) Harry was an American soldier who had survived D-Day. 10 months later, the war had just ended in Europe. He helped free the town of Reims, France, where she lived. She was so beautiful that when he met her on the street, he asked to/walked her/followed her home. She thanked him but wasn’t interested.… Continue reading He Wouldn’t Take Non for an Answer

Phantom of the Halloween Party

(re-run) Roberto put on the white mask and black cape and headed to WPLJ’s in Walnut Creek for his singles’ club annual Halloween party. Available middle-aged women milled around the bar in their skimpy alter-ego outfits. There were: Slutty witches Slutty fairy tale characters Slutty mermaids Slutty nurses and slutty vampires. Oh, which one to… Continue reading Phantom of the Halloween Party