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Mercury Retrograde Runneth Over

January 9, 2016 in Astro Matters, Book Matters, Cat Lady Matters, Snapshot, Style Matters

I’m fairly certain my birthday present to myself this year will be combat boots and it has me giggling. I keep remembering that old ’70s insult: Your momma wears combat boots. Nowadays, that’s a badge of cool, like flaunting your tattoos while picking the kids up at soccer. Not that I’d ever get a tattoo since a. It doesn’t adhere to my chief rule of style, WWAD (What Would Audrey Do), and b. I can’t imagine such a commitment to anything besides a cat. For that matter, not that I’d ever have kids. (I have, however, been known to fetch godchildren at sporting events. For those weirdos I’d do anything.)

Overall, I was glad for the giggle because I’ve not been laughing much lately. Mercury is retrograding something fierce so far. Yesterday I was all set to appear on HuffPost Live to give my two cents on the Golden Globes, but an hour beforehand—just before I started fiddling with my hair—a producer called to say that not only had our segment been cancelled but HuffPost Live itself had been cancelled. That’s some serious M.R. mishegos: the dissolution of an entire communication channel. Continue Reading →

A Goddaughter Speaks: Delia’s Poem

January 5, 2016 in Cat Lady Matters, Snapshot, Spirit Matters

By far, my favorite Christmas present this year came from Delia, my 13-year-old goddaughter. A week before the holiday, she called from Boston (yes, a tween used a phone!) to ask a bunch of questions about my shared childhood with her mother for a school project. Then, on Christmas day, she sent me this poem, which she said was the real motivation for all her questions. I was so impressed with both her delivery system and the poem itself that I felt inspired to share it here. I’d think she was a wonderful writer even if I didn’t love her so much. Continue Reading →

Video Footage: Me, Musto & 2015’s Best

December 28, 2015 in Feminist Matters, Film Matters, Listing, Snapshot

I’ve been sick for three days–it’s no surprise, really, given that I’d been running ragged for months and was feeling no small amount of heartbreak–but I felt compelled to rally when HuffPost Live asked me to do a roundup of best and worst films of 2015 with the great Michael Musto and Decider.com’s Olivia Armstrong. Try to ignore the high phlegm content rumbling in my voice.

"All, everything I understand, I understand only because I love."
― Leo Tolstoy