Lagging From Jet Lag…
Another day, another time zone. I am not complaining because who would ever push back against immersing oneself in all the finery and intrigue of France, Spain, New York City?
Another day, another time zone. I am not complaining because who would ever push back against immersing oneself in all the finery and intrigue of France, Spain, New York City?
Anger. Is there an environmentally friendly receptacle for it?
I just had my closets designed and organized by the Container Store. After surgery, performed by John, the coolest craftsman I have had in my third world home, I spent […]
No Angry Birds on my Virgin America flight last week. BUT, there were gaseous birds who lit up the flight with noxious fumes.
The heat is on. Los Angeles was sweltering yesterday. I literally burned my finger opening the car door.
I have had over 24 hours to get over a Giant loss and the pain and humiliation is still lingering.
Last weekend we went to the circus. Instead of clowns entertaining the patrons it was food, exhibited with Philippe Starck proportioned flair.
Several months ago I came out and declared my love and admiration for Joan Rivers.