Baking and Beading and Bunco

Baking and Beading and Bunco

What creative endeavors became casualties of COVID and it’s resultant pandemic in your life last year? What succumbed to the over-arching need to survive? The beaded bracelets shown in the photo below show two of the pastimes that disappeared from my life:...

Bunco vs. Hunk-o

It’s 6:45 p.m…6:53, and then it’s 7:00 sharp, the time we planned to meet. I’m sitting in my BMW, soothing my neurotic apprehension with hits from the ‘80s on Sirius. The moon is smiling aloft on this typically faint-starred night. The light bleed of the human mass...
“Irascible”

“Irascible”

It’s that time of the month again. The time when brains go on fail-safe mode and the fingers play the game. It’s time to be among the Bunco Babes. It’s the scene of frivolity and conversational wandering that goes nowhere and everywhere, weaving a...