Friday, November 21, 2014

Quote of the Year by O. Henry

Go Out and See Something of Life

Yes, I get dry spells. Sometimes I can't turn out a thing for three months. When one of those spells comes on I quit trying to work and go out and see something of life. You can't write a story that's got any life in it by sitting at a writing table and thinking. You've got to get out into the streets, into the crowds, talk with people, and feel the rush and throb of real life—that's the stimulant for a story writer.

Monday, November 17, 2014

A Gem of a Theater Production: L' Hotel

Pittsburgh Public Theater Presents 


Six great stars from years gone by, separated by decades, find themselves together in a strange and wondrous hotel. Sarah Bernhardt and Jim Morrison end up at the same breakfast table and hotel room. In a battle of wits, who will triumph Oscar Wilde or Victor Hugo as they present their case to one another and the audience. Does the Ouija board favor Isadora Duncan or Gioachino Rossini? How did they ever become a couple? Hope you will find joy and delight in this consummate play. Sublime acting in this premiere of Ed Dixon's comedy L'Hotel, is an absolute pleasure for celebrity-watchers.
L' Hotel is a recipient of an "Edgerton Foundation New American Plays" award and well worth your time and money. Make a night or afternoon of it and enjoy!

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Anticipating a Winter's Day

Waiting for the cold brisk wind, 
and clouds racing onward across the angry gray sky in anticipation of the storm.
With weather forecasting one can look forward even to a winter's day.
Why not just curl up on the couch with a good book, 
a cup of tea, 
and the family dog as a foot cozy.

Sunday, November 2, 2014

Powder Dusting of Snow

With a powder dusting of snow, winter has arrived here in chilly western Pennsylvania. Walking the puppy at 4:30am this morning the temperature was 34* with a feather light snow. Donning a faux fur cap to keep the ears warm, I was sorry I did not put on a coat and appropriate shoes for the frosty grass quickly froze the toes, which spread up the torso, and I shuddered with the cold. It is the season of coats, hats, scarves, mittens, and boots. Welcome winter, the end of daylight savings, and change of the season.

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Except From The Girl With The Red Umbrella

Waking so dizzy and in a cold sweat, I call Nan. I need to go to the emergency room again. 

“What is my problem!” I scream in  my head.

"Vertigo," the intern said. "A very bad case of it, I am afraid." 

Glad to hear it was not my heart. I get dressed and leave with prescriptions in hand to fill at the pharmacy on the way home.  I call off work for a week, doctor’s orders. I need rest. I need a break from all the craziness lately and stress.

Saturday, Carol calls and asks if I feel up to getting together for coffee at Starbucks. I have not had any coffee for a week.  Getting together at Starbucks sounds good. I love CafĂ©’ Mochas. I usually treat myself to one on Friday mornings on my way to work.

Unbeknownst to me a man will be tagging along on our coffee date. Dr. Dick Dingfielder, a psychiatrist, who wants to work for the FBI and is practicing a new technique to see if he can psychiatrically evaluate a patient or suspect without the person knowing they are being psychiatrically evaluated.