(written: April 12, 2007) I saw video of a child hugging his dad, crying. Let me back up a bit. The dad, just back from Iraq, decided to surprise his son at school. Our photographer backed into the classroom first, followed by the boy’s mom. Then Dad walked in. The camera swung around- caught the… Read More


(written: June 8, 2006) My Life It is what it is The storytelling That blossomed into lies The depression-fueled lows The cocaine highs The dreams that came true And those that failed miserably Money evaporating before my eyes Leaving me in the dark I fell hard But I never stayed down Does that make me… Read More


“The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.”~Emily Dickinson Yes, Su is quoting again! Seriously, I saw this and it really spoke to me. It’s so easy to shut our souls down because we are upset, tired, frustrated or depressed. I am guilty of that. My heart and soul shut down,… Read More


By now, the internet and social media are teeming with stories, thoughts and opinions about the investigation into rape accusations made against Blackhawks star Patrick Kane. I’m not here to add to the plethora of posts and comments, but to share a two of my favorites. This first comes from Julie DiCaro, a columnist for… Read More


I joined Dominatress in the winter of 1983. I had just moved in with my family, following six months living with my grandparents, who were a short bus ride away from my job in New York City. My family had settled into housing at Fort Monmouth, after renting a home on Long Beach Island until… Read More


Written in 2013 The past few weeks have plunged me back to the 60’s and 70’s, music-wise. Folks like Jackson Browne, James Taylor, CSN, Neil Young (solo & with CSN), Bonnie Raitt, Phoebe Snow, Janis Ian, the Eagles, etc. etc. (Okay, I’ve sprinkled in some Ben Taylor, Marcus Eaton and James Morrison for good measure,… Read More


From 2012 First, the Metallica: I met their original record company honcho at a flea market in New Jersey in 1984. He ran his label at the flea market! He gave me their “Kill ‘Em All” album, which I played on a heavy metal radio show at the time. He started giving me more albums… Read More


Written in 2008 I’m having an affair and I don’t feel one bit guilty. Actually, if I’m truly honest with myself, I’m having several affairs. At the same time. I know! I live dangerously! There’s the Colombian. Ah… what a way to wake up. He’s rich, smooth and knows just how to get my brain… Read More


Written in 2008 Chocolate. Just saying the word brings to mind stolen moments of bliss, sitting in a corner, in a car, in bed, savoring a truffle, a piece of fine dark chocolate, a Hershey bar. Just like there’s no wrong way to eat a Reese’s, there’s nothing you can do to ruin a fine… Read More


Written in 2008 My sister gave me the most awesome birthday gift: a pair of VANS sneakers. I have coveted these shoes since the new boy showed up in English class wearing a pair. He also wore ripped jeans, listened to punk music and was from Southern California. Back then, in the stuffy classrooms of… Read More