The Adventures of Roberta X

(It's goin' here 'cos it is state-of-the art. If I come up with vintage-type packaging, the finished item will be featured at R...

Natural prey of the over-20 tomcat: Roast Beef Hash. I had not fully realized this until breakfast today.

...Local Paper leads, of course, with auto race results; the TV network on my alarm clock was interviewing surviving WW II WASPs, a group th...

Yeah, it doesn't look like a banjo but don't be fooled: I'd pay money to hear her sit in on Foggy Mountain Breakdown . But you...

Back to the main narrative at last, with a revised and expanded Chapter 1. We join our intrepid young heroine as she departs Lupine for the...

If the Royal Family are the nation-state equivalent of a purse dog -- ornamental creatures of no practical use, doted on by the owners who s...

Does your skirt (or even utilikilt) know where Santa lives? It would if it was the NorthSkirt ! Wearable tech-art usually turns out to be...

...Planet With Too Many Telephones. Yesterday was my birthday (I was twelve again. And why not?). Family and friends all called to wish m...

Start at Bletchley Park ; turn on Y-Stations at the interchange and head straight on to Beeson Bump , where the way forks; one side to the...

The wonderfully-named and faded nearly to nothing then reconstituted by great effort League of American Wheelmen (LAW), the nation's ver...

Here's a secret: I've been short-tempered the last four days. I'm walking around with a broken tooth. #10 (Ms. Left Maxillary ...

That rascally Galileo; see, he should'a never worn so short a skirt if he wasn't lookin' for, you know, action . Elsewhere, ...