i kid you not, this will be the 3rd time i write: in the words of celine dion, and with zero shame i might add. it began on friday afternoon when i was penning an email to my sweet angel, john p., quoting ms. dion’s {dee-OHN’s} “a new day has...
can it really only be one more week? (sad sigh) regretfully, i’ve yet to feel the fa la la. even with a tree that would resurrect liberace, boughs of holly decking my halls, and celine dion feliz navidad-ing me  every four hours on sirius radio (the only way...
well, we’re here. it took us 5.75hours. we stopped 3 times because i insisted on recreating some of the highlights of celine’s performance. specifically, the one-legged air guitar ending in a lifted point-flex, point-flex. the calabasas 76 station got the...
