Last night my husband was out of town due to travel for his work and I was left home . . . alone. Many of you can probably appreciate the sweet freedom this allows. When you live with someone it can be liberating and borderline decadent to have your home …
Last week I had the unexpected, yet exceptionally delightful fortune to tag along with a generous and dear friend to New York City to see ELO in concert at Madison Square Garden. Um. Yeah. ELO IN NYC, y’all. See? Unemployment DOES have it’s benefits, just not health benefits. I’m pretty …
So despite the irrefutable facts of not having any money or even my having a job, we’ve decided to take a long weekend trip to the beach. Well, it’s sort of the beach, we’re staying at a Super 8 off of the interstate about 43 miles away from the beach …
Happy birthday, Ben – you were always the life of the party and I miss you every day, you jackass.
Back in my wilder days in Hollywood, my best (now dead) friend Ben gave me a nickname. Here’s the thing about nicknames; you usually don’t get to pick yours and often, they’re not at all flattering. Think about it, didn’t we all go to school with a “pizza face” or …
Today I am fifty years old. FIFTY. And, just as my high school yearbook predicted, I’m an unemployed alcoholic. I KID. Well, it’s halfway true. I have returned to temping while I wait for someone to pay me for being awesome. Too bad I couldn’t have just been a temporary …
As the holidays approach I find myself thinking about Ben daily. Due to both of our illnesses, we haven’t spent a Christmas together in a few years but I think we had a 10 year run before we broke our streak. On the years we weren’t able to reunite we …
Um, I’m not really sure what’s happening here but if memory serves Ben was attempting to dress a pumpkin up to look like me. He and I adored Halloween and would celebrate all month long. I imagine his conundrum here was how he was going to carve it’s mouth into …
Ben and I liked to consider ourselves the original Will and Grace. Our sarcastic personalities and codependent intertwined friendship is where the similarities stop, however. Our Los Angeles residences were never very swanky although I can attest that Ben’s digs were always way more vogue than mine. He …
Ben died this morning. Ben was a fabulously hilarious person. You’d have liked him. Well, then again, maybe not. Truth is, he was wildly opinionated and stubborn. He could have me gnashing my teeth in frustration one minute and laughing until I shit peed my pants the next. He was also my best …
