In 1976 I was the brunette Jew in a sea of blondes and Manhattan Beach was the whitest place on earth. I told my parents I wanted to be President , “You can do anything you put your mind to.” My father said, although secretly we both knew it was a lie. I knew I
It’s 7.45 and my out of town guests arrive at 10pm. Four of them, a family of four, my goodness. I should be making beds, but I’m posting. They will stay until Monday, at which point I will do laundry and dishes, and generally bring the house back into order. Tuesday at 6am the caterer
A week from today we’ll all be doing the same thing. We will all be watching as Barack Obama is inaugurated into office. The folks at Quaker (which reminds me I have a story to tell about Quaker summer camp… it’s funny and PG13) have kindly offered to cater an Oatmeal Bar for ten hungry
I can’t tell you who will be here. I can’t tell you who is sponsoring the party. I shouldn’t tell you who will benfit from it all, or give you the imdb pages for the guests. But it’s going to be good. It’s going to be here.