Have a glorious day, dear survivors. With special thoughts to my sister and sister-in-law, who are amongst you.        

The number on the bathroom wall? Yep. Mine. For a “good time” check out furytriad… Or actually, furytriad WAS the bathroom wall. And the number was the link to a good time. And no, I don’t mean a dance-the-dancetty-dance-of-dancetty “good time.” I apologize to those who no longer will be able to use my site–every freaking page on my site, mind you–to find a handy link to good times on a site far,...

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I grew up watching the Oscars, dreaming that someday I would win one. Rehearsing my speech for best actress. Then I grew up and my dream changed. I now practice my speech for best screenplay. Yes. I may be writing novels, but my life isn’t over. I may return to screenplays. I haven’t given up that dream. What dreams do you still have? Let’s cling to them. Together. Dream big or stay home. NOTE:  I had this posted on my...