Say It’s So, Joe…
I can see clearly now. Nice guys don’t always finish last.
Home alone. I have never completely outgrown my uneasiness about sleeping all by myself.
I’m braying at 21st century TV commercials. What’s with the use of donkeys, mules, turkeys, alpacas, llamas and pigs to sell products?
Not that I am providing anyone who is compassionate, intelligent, socially and politically aware with groundbreaking insight, but things are really screwed up these days.
Grateful. I am grateful that I don’t have any weapons in the house so that I can’t injure myself after listening to another democratic debate.
I am always looking for interesting things to do in Los Angeles. The Annenberg Space for Photography has long been on my bucket list.
I recently indulged in the best meal I have experienced in a very long time. Pasjoli, the five month old restaurant in Santa Monica, California, is incredible.