One day it struck me, as I was listening to Swift’s song how well the word “fifty” fit in the title spot. I decided to write the rest of the song.

Wanted: one taser that works through the television.  If I had had my hands on such a thing last night while watching the Newshour on PBS, I would not have suffered such a migraine headache …

I can see How To Save Your Own Life on the bedside table of someone who likes to fall asleep at night with something spiritually-provocative on their mind

It has never been more critical for our country to regain its courage, its self-respect, and its desire to never lose heart. Life is long and we ain’t dead yet, right?

There on my computer monitor, staring at me in bold, cheerful color appeared a reunited assembly of my former classmates. My first thought was: Who are all these old, gray haired people?

It’s a love story between a father and his sons….It’s about family in all its messy glory when each member is valued as an individual. It’s about males without women but not in a way that demeans either gender.

It’s called coming to a crossroads. You don’t know whether to turn
left or right.

George Clooney, Nadia Comaneci, Lady Diana, Michael J Fox, Heather Locklear, Julia Luis-Dreyfus, Jeff Probst, Meg Ryan, and of course Barack Obama – all born in 1961.

By this time I am hanging out of the window about 30 feet above the opposite roof. The first chords struck and the Beatles launched into their last concert.

[They] founded BlogHer with four purposes in mind: exposure, community, education, and economic empowerment for women bloggers. I think the economic empowerment head is now leading the beast.

And then it occurred to me that everyone ReTweeting me on Twitter was assuming I was white. And that makes something I say about African-Americans racist? Isn’t that also the basest racism there is?

I come from mailmen and factory workers. Fishermen and mapmakers. War veterans.
I come from stay at home mothers. Writers. Thinkers. Feminists. Nurses. Farm women.