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June 2017
Ernie's World

How Black is Black?

My stomach grumbled.

“What was that?” a young girl on the tour asked.

“Sounded like a wounded bat.”


Just Fine for Parking!

You were too tired to cook at home and you’re also too cheap to tip the waitress, so why do you think you should have a special place to park?

May 2017
Laverne's View

Let It All Hang Out

We made plans to meet for lunch a few weeks later. I was already seated when Sue's enhanced appendages rounded the corner and entered the room a full minute before the rest of her. When I finally saw her face she was beaming.

Musings of an Undefeated Matriarch

Make Mine a Double

Most of us leave childish habits behind except when it comes to ice cream cones. Our tongue will curl around a cone as happily as ivy intertwines a trellis. Whether waffle or wafer, a cone piled high with vanilla, chocolate, or strawberry ice cream is one of life’s guilty pleasures.


Why I'm Not Much Help Around the House

I wish my dad had known I was an ENFP. Then he would have understood my lack of interest in "maintenance-type tasks" such as mowing the yard, building pig pens and putting on tire chains in August. That's right; tire chains in August. 

Ernie's World

Rocks, Camels and RVs, Oh My!

Instead, we looked on the map at the next "logical" place west of Phoenix. A hundred and twenty-five miles later, we were in rock-hound heaven. And "RV heaven," if you can use those two words together. Apparently a million snowbirds travel to Quartzsite for the months of January and February in RVs that range from brand new to "are you kidding me?"

Agelessly Yours

From Child Proofing to Senior Proofing Your Home

There, all stuck in an old, plump pin cushion were several sewing needles, no big deal except....except they were all threaded. "You get all nervous, jerky and go ballistic when trying to thread a needle," he wrote. "Don't want to see my gal suffering a stroke."

April 2017
Add One More Day...

Times, They Are a Changin’…

Evidently, no more care from bona fide doctors. Nowadays, if you're going to admit defeat and accept illness, you're going to have to be pharmaceutically licensed and possibly flight attendant certified for good measure, to deal with your everyday health disorders.


Privacy Is a Thing of the Past

He knows he’s being spied on because pop-up advertisements start appearing all over his computer screen. One example is when Freddy whimsically viewed a swimsuit slide show; ads for intimacy paraphernalia kept popping up for over a week.

Agelessly Yours

For Whom He Sings, Only God Knows

I angrily turned toward my disgusted – and moneywise, much poorer husband.  “If Pavarotti offered to privately sing for me at our home — even in the shower –  I’d stuff a fistful of biscotti down his throat!” I cried.

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