Your time is through! And like all your predecessors, you’ve had your ups and downs. You didn’t start out with your best foot forward because in February Russia invaded Ukraine. On the upside, we’ve so far managed to avoid a nuclear Armageddon. On the home front, the anticipated red wave in Congress never happened. I’ll
Hey 2021. Your time is done! While better than 2020, you did have your ups and downs. I mean, starting your reign with a deadly riot on our Capitol did not portend well for things to come. But you did redeem yourself to some extent with the widespread availability of COVID vaccines and a sufficient
Hey, 2020. Here’s your hat. What’s your hurry? I think the sentiment is universal. Perhaps even interplanetary. Most of us can’t wait for 2020 to be over. I know I can’t. What a year! A devastating pandemic, a Presidential impeachment, Giuliani’s hair dye bomb, transition chaos, and a toilet paper shortage. Can things get much
He’s ba-a-a-ck! Baby New Year, that is, this time ringing in, not just a new year, but a whole new decade. And as we usher in 2020, let’s raise a glass to the ladies. 2020 has been labeled The Year of the Woman, since it commemorates the 100th anniversary of the 19th amendment. And how
As the song asks, “Are you ready?” Because ready or not, here we are again, on the cusp of a brand new year. (Do I say that every year?) 2018 certainly provided an excess of comment-worthy events. But I’ve made it a practice to limit the use of four-letter words, including the word “wall,” on
So here we are, on the cusp of a brand new year. There’s a lot to be said about 2017, but I’ve made it a practice to limit the use of four-letter words on my web site. Therefore, I shall let Fox News and CNN continue to battle it out, and direct my comments elsewhere.
Since becoming a "woman of a certain age" September has taken on a whole new meaning. I'm reminded of this as I sit at my desk, which suddenly has become strewn with postcards I've received from the medical community reminding me that it's once again time to check in for a check-up. I commented on
Yesterday was the Ides of March, and that can only mean one thing. It’s time for the annual rundown of what Big Pharma has been up to during this past year. And the drug companies did not disappoint. New treatments for everything from dry eye to chronic constipation have emerged. And once again, while the
Question: What do the Presidential primaries and my new web site have in common? Absolutely nothing, except for the fact that they are both happening today. So welcome to my new home and my new title “An Unfiltered Wit.” Since it is a Super Tuesday, I thought it fitting for my first essay on this
It’s not your imagination. There are more TV commercials intruding on your favorite programs than ever before. Or should I say, the actual programs appear to be filling in the time between clusters of annoying commercials. These days, even Charlie Rose can’t seem to get a word in edgewise. No wonder he has so many
