“Was that a high C or vitamin D?” Groucho Marx as Otis P. Driftwood Okay, I admit it. I am a Philistine when it comes to opera. I can’t help it. I grew up in Houston, Texas when the acquisition of central air conditioning was a cultural zenith. Houston, back then anyway, didn’t have opera. … Continue reading My Night At the Opera
Month: August 2015
Past Lives
It’s been a tough year for me and my animals–we lost Magic, the elderly deerhound in January, and just last week, our thirty year old Quarter Horse Dash, the last of the red horses at our old place in California, Rancho del Caballo Rojo. I am no poet, but tonight I came upon something I… Continue reading Past Lives