I have a confession to make.
I didn’t watch Walter Cronkite every night. I watched Huntley and Brinkley.
Walter was my man on space missions that’s for sure. But, every night?
Huntley and Brinkley.
I had a little ‘thing” for … Read the rest
I have a confession to make.
I didn’t watch Walter Cronkite every night. I watched Huntley and Brinkley.
Walter was my man on space missions that’s for sure. But, every night?
Huntley and Brinkley.
I had a little ‘thing” for … Read the rest
On the way to being a blue hydrangea, this plant looks like this.
On my way to being blue?
I don’t look this good.
In fact, most transitions don’t hang well on my frame.
But, once there, wherever “there” is, … Read the rest
I put my small Sony black and white 13 inch TV in my blue mustang and drove to work over the Oakland Bay Bridge on a brilliant sunny day with my donuts, coffee and cigarettes. I didn’t inhale. No kidding. … Read the rest