There was an Old Lady and she was me!

There was an Old Lady and she was me!

Way back in April I riffed on The Media, the whipping boy/girl of the current regime: https://www.pjcolando.com/the-media/ Thanks to television, it was easy to pick up what was new and cool when we were tweens/teens/twenty-somethings. Remember? Kick back and getcha...
The Tall Poppy Syndrome

The Tall Poppy Syndrome

We’ve just returned from lands Down Under, where I’ve learned an apropos phrase: the Tall Poppy Syndrome. It’s applied to me nearly all my life. In one incident after another, for better or worse, mostly worst. I am more sensitive than people care to...
Double entendre words

Double entendre words

We’re all aware of double entendre, a French phrase that masks dirty tricks of language, sexual innuendo and such. I recall an embarrassing attempt to titter beyond my parent’s Squaresville comprehension once as a teen. Only once. Nevermore…I’d...
The Language of Love

The Language of Love

Six years ago on this day Alex died. His last words were spoken to his trainer, Dr. Irene Pepperberg: “You be good. See you tomorrow. I love you.” Alex, the African gray parrot, lived 31 years. He was smart. He learned hundreds of words and combined them...