Whenever a new social media outlet opens up I give it a look. Nine times out of ten I will join it and then half the time I ignore it for a good long while until I figure out what it’s “for.” Facebook is a neighborhood with winding conversations taking place over the fence between our cyber yards and sometimes across the alley behind the house. Facebook is more or less static…
My son, Henry asked me last week when I told him my book was coming out soon if I thought it would be made into a movie and I laughed. I guess it’s not completely crazy but it is fairly crazy-ish. In any case, no, it’s not a movie. That was a deliberate attempt to entice you to read the post, I admit it. Sorry. But because the countdown in on for the…
It has a name and it’s an awesome name. I was wondering about it for weeks, having driven by the same wind-whipped inflatable character near the car wash on Western Avenue. Its arms were outstretched, its wide smile and bright eyes popping out with each cycling of air through its slender body; collapsing and filling over and over. It got my attention. That is its only job. So I went online to…