Category: Pop Culture

A Little Touch of Kindness

“Human kindness has never weakened the stamina or softened the fiber of a free people. A nation does not have to be cruel to be tough.”      —  Franklin D. Roosevelt I was walking with my dog Edison today and as we passed,  one of neighbors offered us lettuce. “We have too much,” she said, “Please take some. We are probably…

Terror in the Forest

I’ve never been a huge fan of fireworks. When I was a kid, I saw someone accidentally start themselves on fire with a firecracker on the 4th of July.  Fortunately for that kid his dad was close by and was able to smother the flames before he sustained more than minor burns, but when you see someone’s clothes start on…

Long Distance Highway Robbery

“And I am calling long distance, don’t worry ’bout the cost ‘cause it’s been forty years or more.”    — Tom Waits I was driving today and I heard the old Madonna song “La Island Bonita” on the radio.  The song, as many do, immediately triggered a memory and as I sang along I could hear my Grandpa’s voice as clear…

Channel Surfing in Hotels

I remember when everyone first started getting cable in the 80s. It was magical.  Instead of 4 channels we now had like 30.  And some of those channels played 24 hours a day, instead of ending with the National Anthem and static some time after midnight.  There were a lot more new shows.  And I could watch re-runs of favorite…

The Prophetic Power of Fortune Cookies

I picked up a bug on a recent trip and after fighting it for several days, I got full-on sick.  You know how it goes: one minute you’re feeling vaguely under the weather and the next you’re weak, coughing, alternating between fever and chills, and generally praying for death. My throat was feeling like I’d eaten ground glass, so I…

The Horror of a World Without e-Books

I remember it like it happened yesterday.   I was having lunch with a friend about 12 years ago and when I asked her what was new she told me her husband had just bought her a kindle, and she was obsessed with it. “A kindle?” I asked.  “What’s that?” She pulled her little device out of her purse and began…