Monthly Archives: November 2012

Abraham, Steven and Dan

Just the other day, I saw Lincoln.  No, not the movie- the man.  All kidding aside, I can truly say that when I emerged from the theater, I felt that I had just spent two hours with the world’s most … Continue reading

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Big Deal on Prytania Street

In the early seventies, I received a full academic scholarship to H. Sophie Newcomb Memorial College, the coordinate women’s school of Tulane University in New Orleans. It was founded in 1886 by Josephine Newcomb in memory of her daughter and … Continue reading

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Starry Night

As this post happens to fall on Thanksgiving, let me take the opportunity to wish you- my dear friends and readers- the happiest and healthiest of holidays.  I am so thankful for your generous support of this endeavor.  It’s so … Continue reading

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Her Honor

Cher. Diana. Fergie. Madonna.  There are women who are instantly recognizable by one name only.  I want to add another to the list: Lili Ann. (Okay, technically that’s two names, but I vaguely recall her telling me that it was … Continue reading

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Tell-All

Recently Kirstie Alley’s new memoir has been a topic for discussion from The View to The Talk.  (Essentially the same program.  The Talk is just a raunchier, down-market caricature of The View that former child actress-turned talk show hostess Sara … Continue reading

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See Me Feel Me

I was taking a bath the other day when he walked right in and sat on the edge of the tub.  I was naked but I didn’t mind.  We’re longtime pals.  And he died in 1992. But that didn’t stop … Continue reading

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Prince of Darkness

Did you happen to catch the bedroom farce Pillow Talk on television the other day?  If you’ve never seen it, Doris Day plays an interior decorator who gets revenge on her scheming boyfriend, Rock Hudson, by deliberately transforming his cool bachelor … Continue reading

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Grease

In my junior year of high school, I found myself deeply enmeshed in a torrid menage a trois. I had a boyfriend named Jimmy.  I really liked Jimmy.  And Jimmy really liked me. But Jimmy loved his car.  It was … Continue reading

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There He Was Just A-walkin’ Down The Street

Not counting professionals, who is the funniest person you know?  Maybe it’s your old high school pal or frat brother or goofy class clown or your nutty cousin or the kid who sat next to you in Sunday School who … Continue reading

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