Coretta Scott King

Last night was interesting all around — literally. I went up to the top of the hill I live on, Communications Hill, so named because it has at its summit a large and somewhat attractive communications tower with  [more...]

Yes, I’m still crowing — and complaining — about weight loss. I feel really good about the fact that my clothes are starting to get too big, but there’s one part of me that, oddly, I wish would  [more...]

Ah, hubris. I’ve been very pleased for the last decade that I just don’t look my age; no one believes that I am 40 now, although I don’t deny it or lie about my age. But entropy increases. First it was  [more...]