The dream with Harrison Ford and the Moscow Mules

It was unclear in my dream how I came to such a state of urgency vis-à-vis my housing situation. But urgent it was,…

On this date—1969

Fifty years ago today, Frank Sinatra stepped into Studio 1 at Western Recorders in Hollywood. The building isn’t called that anymore—it’s still a…

I awoke this morning from a dream in which I was having a meal in the Walnut Room at Marshall Field’s State Street…

In recent years, friends have tagged me on Facebook asking for lists of favorite records and favorite books. I sighed a little when…

Already the snideness has begun. “We get it. You vacationed in Paris.” “Suddenly everybody is French.” Some among us have taken to social media…

Earlier today, I found myself prostrate with guilt when I realized that, as a child, I had chosen a favorite dinosaur not because…

I was born and spent my early years in Houston, and I lived there again in several stretches as an adult, so I…

Not long ago, a friend tagged me on Facebook to participate in a “10 records in 10 days” exercise in which you describe…

The dream began with me in the wings, waiting for my introduction. It wasn’t a large theater — a high school auditorium, maybe,…

The other day, a friend shared a Facebook post by her mother, who had asked to see more complimentary stories about Mississippi and…