The pool gate was absolutely fine when I left for work this morning. Obviously, someone manhandled it.
Amy Winehouse’s death is hardly shocking. The only real mystery was: when was it going to happen?
Where do you want to go for dinner? [RG then responds with a perfectly good selection.] How about another place?
Mozart was a trained monkey. Ray Charles is a much bigger genius. Continue reading
I have very fond memories of sleepovers from my childhood. My first sleepovers were with my grandparents. Every summer my sister and I would spend a week at our grandparents’ house in Pittsburgh. We both have very fond memories of those visits. Continue reading