When I was growing up, I used to play this game on Thanksgiving that was my form of the hunger games.  I would eat as little as possible (or virtually nothing) until the Thanksgiving meal was served… then the game was on.  And, like most rigorous games, there were consequences…

I was a baby when JFK died — only 1 year old — but growing up as a small child in the 60s, the impact of his death was never lost on me. Yesterday, I watched CBS Sunday Morning’s tribute to JFK and it recalled a time when the world operated in…

Last week I celebrated Halloween by doing something that used to be an annual routine for me.  I attended a concert in NYC titled: Zappa Plays Zappa.  For those of you who know me well, I am a Frank Zappa freak and I saw him play live 30 times.  To me, Zappa’s…