Observations on the last day of August, last day of "summer"
I know that the official last day of summer, the autumnal equinox, is September 21, but we all feel like it is Labor Day, which is as early as it can get this year. So I offer these . . . Why do these news outlets think we care about Joan Rivers' medical condition? What do you do about a "friend" on Facebook who posts one week that our redemption draws nigh because of the situation in the middle east and this week that she is thankful for margaritas and for not being a redneck? You confront personally, not there. Dealing with someone estate is far more work than people think. As mentioned elsewhere, I wrote a play that is going to be produced at my college. I am excited about that. I attended auditions this week, which was fun, but after a meeting to do a read through, I will leave all to the director because (a) I'm getting nothing out of this deal and (b) it's her job and she does it quite well without me, thank you very much. But she chose it with