I’m convinced the future of sex is above the neck. Heads are everything. Brains, eyes, lips – that’s all you need. Why do I say this? Well, a couple of weeks ago Kerry Washington had a sex scene on “Scandal” with Scott Foley. You may know that Kerry Washington is sporting a large, noticeable baby bump these days. To hide it, the sex scene was all close-in head shots of the two actors. It was super sexy, so I’m betting the future of sex is all happening between the ears. One more way Shonda Rhimes has changed TV forever.
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The tour guide said, “Mind the elephants, now,” but Harry knew the big beasts were gentle and wouldn’t harm him. It was the little things – the insects, the snakes, the nervous little bitey things that worried him. He slathered on more bug repellant and made sure his pants were tucked into his boots properly before he stepped into the Jeep.
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Why are you so crazy about Torchy’s Tacos?
I love that burn. And the food has so much flavor. They are the masters of seasoning.
Yeah, but that burn. It’s too hot.
Ah, but it releases so many endorphins in your brain, you think it feels good.
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She had more than flair. She had more than style. She was mesmerizing in her flamboyance. She was like having a flaming torch in the room, no one could look away from her for even a second because she was likely to ignite and set the world on fire. Being her daughter was . . .
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I watched “Cosmos” the first time around, and I’m watching again with Neil DeGrasse Tyson at the helm. It is better than ever and reminds me of that old Joni Mitchell song that says, “We are stardust.” Science gets me all excited and especially science with super graphics and images.
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The area of the park where the soccer players meet on Sunday mornings is surrounded by trash receptacles. But on Monday, the weeds, the parking lot, and the playing field are always littered with plastic bottles, fast food sacks, and other trash that must be picked up by someone else. I wish I could make them pay a fine.
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“Okay, so is there a plan B?” she asked. She looked at the snowy slope beneath her dangling feet, her skis like exclamation points in midair.
Ralph turn at yelled to the skiers behind them, “What’s going on?”
“Happens all the time,” a silver clad skier yelled back. “Just wait a minute, we should start moving again.”
Ralph wasn’t one to wait. He pulled out his phone to check for a signal and . . .
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We went to the house because of a noise complaint. We heard barking as we approached. Several neighbors emerged from their doors to watch us. There was no answer to our knock. I peered through a window and saw 3 frantic dogs who rushed the window when they saw me. Gomez went around to the back of the house . . .
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Today on Twitter I saw something that said that being a writer means you have homework every day for the rest of your life. Obviously, this is the point of view of a person who isn’t a writer. I’m not saying writing is easy or fun, I’m just saying it isn’t something imposed on you from outside. It comes from inside and it comes because it must.
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Yesterday the first iris of the season opened up in my garden while light flaky drops of snow fell for a few minutes here in town. The mountain we sit beside was shrouded completely by clouds. When the clouds burned away, the mountains were white, as white as my iris.
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