On my recent post Beauty Lesson: From Ugly Duckling To Swan I wrote about my experience, going through and coming out, of the dreadfully ugly adolescent years.  Most of us outgrow this stage once we start improving in the looks department.  But there are those who remain fixated on the idea...

I Was Wrong On Santorum Right after the Iowa caucus I wrote Santorum’s 15 Minutes: Can’t We Make It 5?  after his strong 2nd-place finish there.  I thought he was just going to be another flavor of the month, much like Bachmann, Cain, Perry and Gingrich had been at different...

I love languages. I find it fascinating that from a common beginning of grunts, grimaces and gestures we have arrived at so much complexity and sophistication. I love the English language, among other things, because of its flexibility. It easily integrates words from other languages without...

Everybody’s talking about Downton Abbey.  The British critics can’t find anything good about it; we Americans can’t get enough of it.  Besides its 6 Emmy Award wins, Wikipedia reports, “In September 2011, the show entered the Guinness Book of World Records as the...

After I’ve questioned it, fought it, accepted it, and psychoanalyzed it (see Donkey I and Donkey II), I now discover that: THE DONKEY IS NOT THE OFFICIAL MASCOT OF THE DEMOCRATIC PARTY! This is the startling news I found when digging a little deeper into this whole donkey mess. I hope my...

It took me a while to accept him as the Democratic Party’s mascot (see Donkey Chronicles Part I).  I had to go into obscure little sites that lauded donkey attributes.  I had to brainwash myself to focus only on the positive. I had to ignore the fact that most cultures consider the donkey...

For quite some time I’ve been bothered by that damn donkey.   You know the one, the Democratic donkey, the party’s mascot.   What I want to know is whose bright idea was it to choose this animal as the symbol of American Democrats? In the most charitable view, the donkey is seen as...

I don’t know about you, but it seems that if I’m away even for a short while from technology blogs or social media sites like Twitter, for example, I miss out on the latest and best thing since sliced bread. So, I put together this short list of the things that made me realize just...

I was a late bloomer.  And when I say late, I mean that I “didn’t get my period until the 10th grade.”  I was a scrawny twig of a thing.  I had no sense of fashion thanks to a mom who not only bought but also picked out all of my clothes.  I didn’t wear make up.  I...

In my previous post Women and Politics: Dang It, We ARE Smarter! I said that I would discuss the 2008 election in a later post.  This is that post. 2008: Barack Obama Women: 56% Men: 49% Gap: 7 % points It’s old news that in 2008, women went overwhelmingly for Barack Obama: 56% of us...