I have a new secret pleasure. It’s not actually secret — I’ve mentioned it to a few people – and, though it involves sex, it’s not exactly pleasurable for reasons I’m about to explain. Come to think of it, it’s not even very new. Every Tuesday, for the past six months, I put a leash […]
Continue Reading... Comments Off on where the rubber hits the road: a closeted prude listens to modern sex adviceA national treasure died last month and because I had the opportunity to intersect with her, my life and even more, my husband’s life, was a tiny bit more thrilling. Carol Doda was a true pioneer — one of the first women, at least in the Bay Area, to have her breasts pumped up with […]
Continue Reading... Comments Off on Carol Doda, Rest in PeaceWhen I first discovered David Hockney a couple of decades ago, his paintings thrilled me. I found the cobalt cerulean hues of his swimming pools irresistible and his particular rendering of the southern California light evoked a longing in me for my childhood. He once called that light extravagant and said it was one of […]
Continue Reading... Comments Off on can david hockney save my marriage?: one overly opinionated wife and her quieter husbandI am one-sixteenth Jewish. It’s funny to say it like that, but that’s what it comes down to on the family tree. And, I guess that’s how much Jewish I feel. One-sixteenth. How exactly does that translate? Most of the time I don’t feel Jewish, but I don’t feel not Jewish either. I feel Jewish-ish. […]
Continue Reading... Comments Off on jew-ish: the life and times of a one-sixteenth jewEvery week brings news of yet another way dogs help humans. We’ve know for a while they can be excellent detectives – diagnosing melanoma with their noses, sensing dangerous blood sugar fluctuations in diabetics and discerning imminent seizures in epileptics. People with dogs are generally healthier – after acquiring a pooch they exercise more, their […]
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