(These are all ideas for blogs that I had, but I couldn’t get them to work. So, enjoy some one-off sentences.)
I have been too hard on myself lately. I need to loosen up, relax.
We have a very hard time keeping plants alive in our family. Even the weed that sprung up in the planter on the fire escape just gave up, browned up, and has shriveled away.
I don’t miss being a kid, and I like being an adult.
I always thought Casper Van Dien should have been a bigger star.
I bought one thing online from Pottery Barn, and they won’t stop emailing me. Good Lord, the Harris campaign doesn’t email me as much as Pottery Barn does.
September 16th was the anniversary of the Battle of Harlem Heights. The battle took place in my neighborhood. I think that’s cool.
I’m in a hurry for Thanksgiving.
When we have small dinner parties at our place, we end the evening with drinks and a game of UNO.
Yes, I am bald, but my love of hats predates my receding hairline. Not that anyone believes me.
Another blog on my love of naps.
Can I come up with a half-ass idea, and pass it off for a full assed one?
