It was hot. Too hot in LA to think about anything but sex with David. I was leaving an important meeting in Santa Monica and could easily say to hell with the rest of the workday. So I picked up my car phone from its sweltering spot on the dash…

Let me start by saying, I have nothing against Jason Lee but he’s not my David Seville. More of an American Cumberbatch than an Earl, in my humble opinion. Dave was a tortured pianist-composer dressed effortlessly in a button-down softened by the sweet moisture of struggling for the perfect note…

I posted a question to my Facebook page, “Hey friends, question for you. What is a smell/scent (good or bad) that you have a specific memory or memories linked to?” The response was incredible. So many folks generously responded with memorable scents — accompanied by touching, angry, and beautiful moments…

A kitchen work journal of sorts. You can’t half do restaurant work. I have tried to circle the periphery with merely a love of cooking and desire for a good bacchanalian gathering. But the rigor and physical demands of a professional kitchen is not for a casual dalliance. …

Biofeedback for fun or function. Disclaimer: I am not a medical professional! I know nothing. If you are having a health problem consult a physician or professional. This is not medical advice or even an attempt at medical advice. I assume all of these items come with their own warnings…