Mon chaton qui s’appellait Bâton

I was told this week how bad things come in threes; maybe there will be a third September 11th in my life. Today, Bâton is dead. He is in my refrigerator, still, in a clear plastic bag, where I still examine his beautiful paws. As he was an animal who had no rights and was …

“From here, we will survey, and plot the human’s death”

Putting Batôn & Saavik’s food bowls up on top of the cupboard was one of my real masterstrokes: It intrigues them; they like the view; the top of the refrigerator is a cool place to hang out and be sociable in the kitchen without interfering with food preparation; and it’s good exercise. I wish someone …

Guns don’t kill people — well, actually, yes, they do.

That’s, um, what they were invented for. Killing people. It’s like saying, “War doesn’t kill people”, when war is designed specifically to kill people. Don’t get me wrong: I dig guns and love to shoot them! If there’s anything I could possibly add to the debate about gun control, it’s just that people in cities …

On GONE WITH THE WIND by Margaret Mitchell

“Scarlett O’Hara was not beautiful, though men seldom noticed when caught by her charm, as the Tarleton twins were.” – GONE WITH THE WIND GONE WITH THE WIND is the surprisingly compelling story of Scarlett O’Hara, a spoiled princess whose hands have never held any implement beyond an embroidery needle and whose bare skin has …

All-Hallow’s Eve

I really get a kick out of Halloween.  This Halloween, I have a new perspective on it. I like the traditional, old-time Halloween of skeletons and ghosts and bones and graves; any life-threatening monster like a vampire or werewolf, or serial killer, or any occult references like a witch or a spider, these work for …