Love Trumps Hate (The Women’s March: Macrocosm and Microcosm)

Last weekend I participated in the Women’s March in Los Angeles.  It was organized to be a sister march to one scheduled in Washington, DC.  Its goal was… Continue reading

A Spooky Story

When I got up this morning, there was a pot of hot coffee ready.  That’s all.  End of story.

Oh, except for the part about how I live alone.  And I did not make that coffee. Continue reading