Then again, I loved AM radio when I was a child because it crackled.

Vinyl’s the best. It just is. I love holding records. The way they feel in my hands. The way they take up space on the shelves. They feel real in a way digital radio and mp3s don’t. I even love the ones that don’t have superior sound quality because they’re old and busted.

Hello Kevin! You’re lovely. I had a betta when I was girl. She was called Asta Red and I thought she was the most beautiful fish in the world. I bet your boy thinks the same about you.

Thank you for this. It is not the time. It is time to be a helper. My sister was at her friend’s house in Altadena when it was evacuated. My stepdad evacuated my childhood home. My mother is housing evacuees and their pets. Everyone I know has evacuated, lost a home, or is housing evacuees.

I’ve been waiting for this post from you! Always makes me happy to see it.

Perfect.

I have to know. Is Lalita a Swiftie too?

As baby Edith used to sing and still does, “It callllll me.” No s. It call me.

Thank you. I always feel that the pies are the real main event at Thanksgiving dinner. No one gives a fig about the turkey. Not really. It’s just a vehicle for gravy and cranberry sauce.

All true. Here are some ghosts of Thanksgiving Past.