Disco, baby. We all remember it. John Travolta in his white suit. The black shirt underneath, open half way, revealing his hairy chest as he thrusts his right arm high into the air. “Gimme that night fever, night fever… we know how to show it.” The Disco Era exploded when Saturday Night Live hit the […]

honest | ˈänəst |adjectivefree of deceit and untruthfulness; sincere true | tro͞o | adjective (truer | tro͞oər |, truest | tro͞oəst |) in accordance with fact or reality Most of us know and understand these words.They are not merely words but a standard in our moral fiber.They are in our hearts and minds. Then, why,

I’m getting old. I know this because I miss going to the Woolworths store. When I was a little girl, there was a shopping plaza not far from our home. Forest Park Shopping Plaza. There were a lot of different stores in that place, including a Liberals Grocery Store, where my mom did the bulk

I’ve mentioned it before, I know. But my first car was a Volkswagen Bug hailing from the year 1969. I was just five years old when my car came off the line. Yet, we didn’t officially meet until 1980. That was the year that our neighbor who lived across the street, Mrs. Kohler, sold it

Thinking By Linda Stowe Recently I’ve been thinking about thinking. Not all the time – I can’t concentrate for that long – but occasionally a random insight will cause a synapse to flash. That happened this morning when I came across an audiobook called, “Don’t Believe Everything You Think.” This statement sounds like it could

My beautiful humpback whale. I have a few computers. A couple of laptops, both MacBook Pros. And in my office, I have a Mac Studio. I’m telling you this because on my Studio, I use a screensaver. It doesn’t turn on very often, but I’m picky about what it shows when it does. Apple gives

It is time for another installment of “Photo of the Day” Today’s photo comes from the internet somewhere. I’m not even sure how I happened across it or what the actual context was. Maybe nothing at all. Maybe I found it in some “funny photo” bin on the web. Regardless, here it is. The photo

I write a lot each and every day. I’m not sure how many words I write in one day, but sometimes, it feels like loads. I’m sure I often log thousands of words each day between my blog and my books. It is noted and tracked in both of the applications I use: Evernote and