Feisty Quill
I dreamt that I was in an action movie with corona virus. I don’t mean that I had corona virus, it was more a “me versus the virus” action movie. Except you can’t fight a virus with guns. At one point in the virus action movie dream, I was in a Del Taco. I was […]
Christmas Eve is upon us, and in my family, this is truly the start of Christmas. My stepdad, Niels, is Danish, so Christmas for him–and Denmarkians in general–is Christmas Eve. The big, traditional meal, the gifts, the cool tradition of singing carols while circling around a tree that is lit with actual candles. In the […]
Holidays are hard. Stay home, be grateful, stick around for next time.
Feisty Quill visits Senior Centers in California and discovers they are all you imagine them to be. And worse.
Real life dinner with John Cusack, meeting Emma Thompson, and the softer side of Simon Cowell.
If you have a big ass plank in your own eyeball, don’t judge somebody else because they have a “mote.” Whatever that is.
It finally happened. I’m perfect!! At least that’s what my scale said this morning, proudly announcing to me: 130 pounds. That’s it! I made it! I’m finally perfect… I haven’t weighed 130 pounds since I was in high school a bunch of years ago, back when I weighed, um, 130 pounds. In high school, […]