Columns 2017

We all know how she got the job

Let me state at the outset that I am friends with one of Lisa Murkowski’s siblings. But our friendship is based much more on a shared love of food than any political discourse. So when I write about Lisa, I’m writing from the perspective of someone who knows her only as a public figure.

Having said that let me say this. Would all Alaskans who are still fixated on how she got her job please get a life. I’m sure I’m not the only Alaskan who is sick and tired of the rant about how she’s only our senator because Continue reading →

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Tomorrow

Today was just a test run to see which penny slots like me. Turns out none of them. But tomorrow… ah, tomorrow… another day to conquer those slots. Bring it on, you devil machines! Continue reading →

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Girls’ week in Vegas

As I do every year, I am heading to Vegas to make my fortune… and/or lose all the money I bring with me at the penny slot machines. Either way, sun, no snow and good friends to laugh with. It doesn’t get much better. OK, yes, if I win big it would make the week a lot more fun. But either way, did I mention no snow? Continue reading →

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I thought they were getting along

I was so proud of Nayla and Snowy. Now that she’s been here a few months, they run out into the yard together and stay together instead of instantly splitting to different sides of the yard and barking at the menacing wind. Or, at least I thought I was so proud of them. Until I realized they had carved paths through the snow in the yard and had to stay on the paths so they had no choice but to be together. On either side of them were walls of white that climbed over their heads. Continue reading →

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What is wrong with these drivers

Anchorage roads have been worse than crappy lately… bumpy, slick, lane lines invisible, two lanes down to one… just horrible. And yet for some reason, some people who drive trucks seem to think that they can get through anything if they just continue to speed and weave in and out of traffic while throwing up so much snow that the car behind them has zero visibility.

I realize this is not all truck drivers. Some seem sane and sensible. But there is a segment of the population… let’s call them men of a certain age who still have only a Continue reading →

Columns 2017

Shop Nordstrom’s. Piss Orangeman off!

I have never been accused of being fashionable. My idea of dressing up is to put a bra on under my sweatshirt. And of course, in case of an accident, I always wear clean underwear. Mom taught me well on that point.

My mother was a fashionista. Or, at least as much of one as she could be on the very limited income of a grocer’s wife. The day she died, she was packing to go to Europe. We found her bed covered with new clothes she’d laid out for the trip. I, on the other hand, get ready for Continue reading →

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Why are these women starving?

I’ve been looking at pictures from New York fashion week and all I can say is, “Will someone please feed those poor girls? They don’t look strong enough to handle the material they are wearing.”
And my second thought is… does anyone in this group design dresses for women who are not a size minus 0?
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