A Year (Minus 3 Months) in Review

lazyI told you I was taking a week off, right? But I promised I’d throw an old post at you just so you wouldn’t forget about me. Well, it turns out the good people at WordPress have a word for bloggers who merely reblog old posts, and that word is: Lame.

Actually, I may have misquoted them. Even so, they have a point. So what I’m going to do is review the past year and select three posts to share with you. Only since I haven’t had this gig for a full year yet, we’re doing a nine-month review instead. (Man, this post just overflows with originality, doesn’t it?)

WP_20150920_10_14_03_Pro[2]First up, may I just say it has been great fun doing this, and what has amazed me the most was the community aspect of blogging. I think many people think of blogging as an egotistical pursuit, but if anything, by reading other blogs and having people comment on my own, it has made me more aware of other people’s opinions, cultures and backgrounds. And when I see people from Russia, India, Malaysia, Austria, etc., visiting my blog, I feel both honored and humbled. (Do you suppose it’s the same for people with ham radios?)

This first post I’m highlighting is one I rather liked, but it had the fewest views. It was my fifth post and was the first one I didn’t link on Facebook, mainly because I was afraid I was starting to spam my friends. But it was my first “like” by another blogger — Claremary from Around ZuZu’s Barn.  Not only does she have a cool name, Claremary is a writer who lives in New England with her husband and two cats. In other words people, she’s living the dream!

I Never Claimed to Be Erma Bombeck

My second year of college I took an evening class in writing. WP_20150512_19_46_13_Pro[1]From what I remember there were only about a dozen of us in the class, including the teacher. It was called “Writing for Publication,” or something hopeful like that. We were young. We didn’t know any better. …  read more

Next up, this one was my most popular post for two reasons: 1) I linked it on Facebook and tagged three people in my comment, which was a shameless beg for attention, I know, but I was getting desperate, and 2) the charming Margo at That Little Voice reblogged it. Thanks Margo!

What Your Choice of Beverage Says About You

I’m not a bartender, so I can’t claim to have expert knowledgei-love-my-coke-1556134-640x480 on beverages and the personalities of those who drink them, but I am a person who has opinions and a blog. A dangerous combination, to be sure.

If you order a beer … read more

Finally, I want to highlight this next post because it’s the only one I wrote that was purely fictional. Also, given the malicious tone to many of our political discussions lately, maybe we all need to become just a little more understanding of other viewpoints. (And frankly, I’m still surprised this wasn’t picked up for a movie option.)

A Little to the Left — A Crazy Tale of Political Leanings

Each day began with the same routine: upon rising from bed, heWP_20150428_16_07_05_Pro[1] stretched, touched his toes five times, did a quick jog in place, and finished with a growled affirmation that this day, as were all days prior, would be his day. … read more

So there’s my highlight of the last nine months. Thanks for stopping by and reading a bit, and I hope 2016 is your best year yet. So until next Wednesday, have fun!

Parking Lots, Lost Cars, and You

We all need certain people in our lives, right? Good friends, people we can be ourselves with, people we can have deep conversations with — people like that there.

I need an additional person: someone who will wander aimlessly in a parking lot with me looking for a lost car and not wig out. Fortunately, I have Daughter.

It is a sad fact that losing a car in a parking lot is not difficult for me. Typically my mind is on far more important matters than something as trivial as where I parked my car. Such as something I heard on the radio two weeks ago, an idea I have for an award winning play, or the classmate of mine from the sixth grade who had the most unusual body odor and seriously, what would cause a person to smell like the elephant pen at the zoo?

Geez, he was weird. What are the chances he had a pet elephant?

Where was I? Oh, yeah, the lost car. So anyway, done with our shopping, Daughter and I walk out from the shopping centerdesert ridge — I better give you a picture because this is not an ordinary shopping mall. This is Desert Ridge Marketplace in Phoenix, which has a big, sprawling, open plan. Shops and restaurants are everywhere and the parking lot was designed by an insane person. (I think this has been proven. I’m sure it has.)

We stare out over the sea of vehicles, I turn to her and ask, “Do you remember where we parked?” She turns to me, smiles, and says, “No idea. You?” Continue reading “Parking Lots, Lost Cars, and You”

Tattoo Pride


So I’m walking into Target behind a couple of women and I see that one of them has two tattoos, one on each thigh. Being the kind of person who loves to see what people have permanently etched onto their skin, I picked up my pace to see exactly what they were.

Just so you know, I didn’t get a picture because that would have been kind of weird, you know?

The woman was wearing shorts (remember, this is Phoenix, so shorts in November is no biggie) and her thighs were… shall we say… generously proportioned? Continue reading “Tattoo Pride”

Mistakes Happen

doddI haven’t done any book reviews and I’m not going to today. As a matter of fact, I haven’t even read this book. For all I know, it could be the creme de la creme of romance tales. But my God people, look at this cover!

Okay, so you have your prototypical romance cover. The strong male with the bulging biceps and unfortunate hairstyle, the swooning female with the long neck, the heaving chest, the three hands …

Wait … what? Three hands?

One on the ground, one resting on her leg, one holding his hand.

You have to wonder, how many people reviewed this illustration before it was selected as the book cover? And how long did it take for it to be noticed?

I don’t know about you, but these are the sorts of things I really enjoy.

I have no idea how Christina Dodd felt about it.

The World is Full of Fools

Embed from Getty Images You may have noticed that this post was first made on April Fool’s Day. You may have noticed that, but I didn’t. Not right away.

I’d been thinking for some time of starting a blog, but I was getting hung up on what to name it. Everything good that I could think of was already taken. And may I say right now, some of those people have not updated their blogs in a seriously long time. I checked. Perfectly good, even excellent blog titles are being wasted. This is highly unfair, in my opinion. But I digress.

My intention for a blog was to shed light on the ridiculous, humorous, and foolish things people say or do, myself included. However I also like to cook, and I hoped to include some of my favorite recipes. Finally it dawned on me that, goshdarnit, it’s my site, I can do whatever I darn well please. Which means you’ll get both. Every week you will get at least one recipe. Heck, it may even be a good recipe.

Once I hit upon the idea, the title Feeding on Folly presented itself. I tested it, and lo and behold, it was available.

Only after I posted my first column, “8 Steps to Becoming an Old Lady,” did I discover WordPress includes a default post titled “Hello, World! … This is your first post …” and the date of that post was April Fool’s Day.

What this means, of course, is that the universe has aligned to make Feeding on Folly a success.

Don’t laugh. Stranger things have happened.

Full disclosure: this post was actually written on April 5th, despite what WordPress has to say about it. If that blows you away, well… I have to say, you’re easily blown away.