Category Archives: alcohol

Edwina Allan Poe

I seem to be giving the term cranky all new meaning, blaming it on the weather, but it dawned on me, I’m kinda like this all year round. All writers are moody, I’m told. I try finding comfort in this, … Continue reading

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The Tortoise and the Hair

Now I’ve seen everything. It’s not unusual nowadays to see those asking for money with pets at their side. Dogs, cats…and they get me every time. I see those big eyes  of a Pitt or a kitten curled up, and just … Continue reading

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Be Who You Are

Life is too short not to be who you are.  It’s a pity many of us don’t learn that till we’re older. I have two acquaintances, both gay who won’t come out of the closet.  One, in his 60s can’t … Continue reading

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Please Help Me Welcome the One and Only…

Montreal Comedy Festival, 1993 She’s at a front table overdressed, sipping a warm beer.  Her heart pounds as she preens knowing when it’s over, she’ll be the one on his arm. The crowd is noisy, restless as servers scurry around … Continue reading

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New Year’s Revolution

No, that’s not one of my famous typos, it’s how I’m approaching 2018, like a WAC,  going to war. It’s interesting how army women are called WACS, short for Women’s Army Core.   Wonder whose testosterone was overflowing when that … Continue reading

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The Last Noel

I’m here thinking of Christmases I can’t help but to remember, like war wounds, when it rains. Before I turn them into sci-fi, let me say, my mother loved the holidays.  She was Mrs. Claus, with a spaghetti strainer in … Continue reading

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A Dull Utterance

A friend or foe, depending how you take it, said my daily utterances, as they put it, have become a tad dull. Excuse me, while I slip my head in the oven. They miss my monthly Carlyle pieces, and I … Continue reading

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Notes From The Carlyle – November 2017

 Only at Bemelmans would a man shimmy up to the bar where your demurely seated and say, “Have we met?” It seemed to go with the rest of my disturbing day that pushed me right off the wagon. I haven’t … Continue reading

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They Love Me, They Love Me Not

 A therapist I once had, called it the vacillation dance, when one minute, you’re the toast of someone’s life, the next, toast. She explained it as having intimacy issues.  My explanation rang truer…it was just plain, fucked up behavior. The … Continue reading

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Notes From The Carlyle – August, 2017

 I can’t believe it’s September. Summer, where did you go? I thought, before I put all my white away, I’d wear it, one more time to Bemelmans, to give it its seasonal sendoff. I know.  You would think I’d be … Continue reading

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