My Uncle Rogel (Roger): he’d play chess and table tennis with us kids for seemingly hours on end
My Aunt Anne, who was both a Catholic nun and a medical researcher. She gave me one of her used microscopes for Christmas when I was a kid.
My fifth cousin Lis, a cute, freckled, friendly California girl who I had a huge crush on as a kid and with whom I later went to college.
My cousin Linda, a former hippie (except for the drugs) 18 years my senior. Very much a free spirit in a rigid Southern family and a talented artist (though she has- to everybody’s frustration- never attempted to sell her art) whose artworks are some of my favorite possessions.
My maternal grandmother, who spoiled me rotten, and taught me to play blackjack and swear in Polish
My Uncle Frank, who could crack me up with his stories, shared his Pogo books with me, and who served in WWII in Rome.
My Uncle Jim, who is quiet, always bemused by all the family madness around him, and has the most impressive set of bushy, bristly eyebrows I’ve ever seen.
My grandson, who starts High School today, and who has always been ready to play with me.
My Uncle Rogel (Roger): he’d play chess and table tennis with us kids for seemingly hours on end
My Aunt Anne, who was both a Catholic nun and a medical researcher. She gave me one of her used microscopes for Christmas when I was a kid.
My fifth cousin Lis, a cute, freckled, friendly California girl who I had a huge crush on as a kid and with whom I later went to college.
My cousin Linda, a former hippie (except for the drugs) 18 years my senior. Very much a free spirit in a rigid Southern family and a talented artist (though she has- to everybody’s frustration- never attempted to sell her art) whose artworks are some of my favorite possessions.
My maternal grandmother, who spoiled me rotten, and taught me to play blackjack and swear in Polish
My Uncle Frank, who could crack me up with his stories, shared his Pogo books with me, and who served in WWII in Rome.
My Uncle Jim, who is quiet, always bemused by all the family madness around him, and has the most impressive set of bushy, bristly eyebrows I’ve ever seen.
My grandson, who starts High School today, and who has always been ready to play with me.
My Cousin (some of you know her as Fluffy) because she’s the same age as me, and we travel together to Mensa conferences, and do other fun things together.
My Uncle Rogel (Roger): he’d play chess and table tennis with us kids for seemingly hours on end
My Aunt Anne, who was both a Catholic nun and a medical researcher. She gave me one of her used microscopes for Christmas when I was a kid.
My fifth cousin Lis, a cute, freckled, friendly California girl who I had a huge crush on as a kid and with whom I later went to college.
My cousin Linda, a former hippie (except for the drugs) 18 years my senior. Very much a free spirit in a rigid Southern family and a talented artist (though she has- to everybody’s frustration- never attempted to sell her art) whose artworks are some of my favorite possessions.
My maternal grandmother, who spoiled me rotten, and taught me to play blackjack and swear in Polish
My Uncle Frank, who could crack me up with his stories, shared his Pogo books with me, and who served in WWII in Rome.
My Uncle Jim, who is quiet, always bemused by all the family madness around him, and has the most impressive set of bushy, bristly eyebrows I’ve ever seen.
My grandson, who starts High School today, and who has always been ready to play with me.
My Cousin (some of you know her as Fluffy) because she’s the same age as me, and we travel together to Mensa conferences, and do other fun things together.
My sister Julie, for bringing my daughter and her daughter on a road trip. Girls out exploring the open road, our country, and its sights. My daughter later would take a ‘gap year’ after graduating college and drive all 49 land-connected states on her own, and she has an adventurous spirit.
My Uncle Rogel (Roger): he’d play chess and table tennis with us kids for seemingly hours on end
My Aunt Anne, who was both a Catholic nun and a medical researcher. She gave me one of her used microscopes for Christmas when I was a kid.
My fifth cousin Lis, a cute, freckled, friendly California girl who I had a huge crush on as a kid and with whom I later went to college.
My cousin Linda, a former hippie (except for the drugs) 18 years my senior. Very much a free spirit in a rigid Southern family and a talented artist (though she has- to everybody’s frustration- never attempted to sell her art) whose artworks are some of my favorite possessions.
My maternal grandmother, who spoiled me rotten, and taught me to play blackjack and swear in Polish
My Uncle Frank, who could crack me up with his stories, shared his Pogo books with me, and who served in WWII in Rome.
My Uncle Jim, who is quiet, always bemused by all the family madness around him, and has the most impressive set of bushy, bristly eyebrows I’ve ever seen.
My grandson, who starts High School today, and who has always been ready to play with me.
My Cousin (some of you know her as Fluffy) because she’s the same age as me, and we travel together to Mensa conferences, and do other fun things together.
My sister Julie, for bringing my daughter and her daughter on a road trip. Girls out exploring the open road, our country, and its sights. My daughter later would take a ‘gap year’ after graduating college and drive all 49 land-connected states on her own, and she has an adventurous spirit.
My great aunt Meridian, aka “Aunt Reed”, a Ruth Gordonish former flapper who was high maintenance but funny as hell and mixed Yoohoo with bourbon and a blessed relief from all the old maid women in Little House on the Prairie ensembles
My Uncle Rogel (Roger): he’d play chess and table tennis with us kids for seemingly hours on end
My Aunt Anne, who was both a Catholic nun and a medical researcher. She gave me one of her used microscopes for Christmas when I was a kid.
My fifth cousin Lis, a cute, freckled, friendly California girl who I had a huge crush on as a kid and with whom I later went to college.
My cousin Linda, a former hippie (except for the drugs) 18 years my senior. Very much a free spirit in a rigid Southern family and a talented artist (though she has- to everybody’s frustration- never attempted to sell her art) whose artworks are some of my favorite possessions.
My maternal grandmother, who spoiled me rotten, and taught me to play blackjack and swear in Polish
My Uncle Frank, who could crack me up with his stories, shared his Pogo books with me, and who served in WWII in Rome.
My Uncle Jim, who is quiet, always bemused by all the family madness around him, and has the most impressive set of bushy, bristly eyebrows I’ve ever seen.
My grandson, who starts High School today, and who has always been ready to play with me.
My Cousin (some of you know her as Fluffy) because she’s the same age as me, and we travel together to Mensa conferences, and do other fun things together.
My sister Julie, for bringing my daughter and her daughter on a road trip. Girls out exploring the open road, our country, and its sights. My daughter later would take a ‘gap year’ after graduating college and drive all 49 land-connected states on her own, and she has an adventurous spirit.
My great aunt Meridian, aka “Aunt Reed”, a Ruth Gordonish former flapper who was high maintenance but funny as hell and mixed Yoohoo with bourbon and a blessed relief from all the old maid women in Little House on the Prairie ensembles
My Uncle Dan: He introduced me to Chuck Berry and blues generally, scotch, chicken wings and beer (When I was 16, we snuck out at midnight under my Aunt’s nose.), barber chairs as furniture, and how to play a mean blues harp.
My Uncle Rogel (Roger): he’d play chess and table tennis with us kids for seemingly hours on end
My Aunt Anne, who was both a Catholic nun and a medical researcher. She gave me one of her used microscopes for Christmas when I was a kid.
My fifth cousin Lis, a cute, freckled, friendly California girl who I had a huge crush on as a kid and with whom I later went to college.
My cousin Linda, a former hippie (except for the drugs) 18 years my senior. Very much a free spirit in a rigid Southern family and a talented artist (though she has- to everybody’s frustration- never attempted to sell her art) whose artworks are some of my favorite possessions.
My maternal grandmother, who spoiled me rotten, and taught me to play blackjack and swear in Polish
My Uncle Frank, who could crack me up with his stories, shared his Pogo books with me, and who served in WWII in Rome.
My Uncle Jim, who is quiet, always bemused by all the family madness around him, and has the most impressive set of bushy, bristly eyebrows I’ve ever seen.
My grandson, who starts High School today, and who has always been ready to play with me.
My Cousin (some of you know her as Fluffy) because she’s the same age as me, and we travel together to Mensa conferences, and do other fun things together.
My sister Julie, for bringing my daughter and her daughter on a road trip. Girls out exploring the open road, our country, and its sights. My daughter later would take a ‘gap year’ after graduating college and drive all 49 land-connected states on her own, and she has an adventurous spirit.
My great aunt Meridian, aka “Aunt Reed”, a Ruth Gordonish former flapper who was high maintenance but funny as hell and mixed Yoohoo with bourbon and a blessed relief from all the old maid women in Little House on the Prairie ensembles
My Uncle Dan: He introduced me to Chuck Berry and blues generally, scotch, chicken wings and beer (When I was 16, we snuck out at midnight under my Aunt’s nose.), barber chairs as furniture, and how to play a mean blues harp.
My first cousin Berend, who introduced me to Monty Python
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Heard backstage at the first 2016 GOP Presidential debate
Heard backstage at the first 2016 GOP Presidential debate
“Man, Trump’s hair has its own dressing room!”
“Death to Obamacare. There is no climate change. Money, money, money, money.”
“Smells like onions and sweat. Is Chris Christie here?”
“I’ll get rid of the departments of Commerce, Education, and… ENERGY! Commerce, Education, and Energy. Commerce, Education, and Energy.”
“No, Trump is the heel, Kasich is the face! Now, when Kasich tries to get Trump in a headlock, Jeb Bush is gonna enter the ring and shove his face into a Coke machine.”
Heard backstage at the first 2016 GOP Presidential debate
“Man, Trump’s hair has its own dressing room!”
“Death to Obamacare. There is no climate change. Money, money, money, money.”
“Smells like onions and sweat. Is Chris Christie here?”
“I’ll get rid of the departments of Commerce, Education, and… ENERGY! Commerce, Education, and Energy. Commerce, Education, and Energy.”
“No, Trump is the heel, Kasich is the face! Now, when Kasich tries to get Trump in a headlock, Jeb Bush is gonna enter the ring and shove his face into a Coke machine.”
Heard backstage at the first 2016 GOP Presidential debate
“Man, Trump’s hair has its own dressing room!”
“Death to Obamacare. There is no climate change. Money, money, money, money.”
“Smells like onions and sweat. Is Chris Christie here?”
“I’ll get rid of the departments of Commerce, Education, and… ENERGY! Commerce, Education, and Energy. Commerce, Education, and Energy.”
“No, Trump is the heel, Kasich is the face! Now, when Kasich tries to get Trump in a headlock, Jeb Bush is gonna enter the ring and shove his face into a Coke machine.”
Heard backstage at the first 2016 GOP Presidential debate
“Man, Trump’s hair has its own dressing room!”
“Death to Obamacare. There is no climate change. Money, money, money, money.”
“Smells like onions and sweat. Is Chris Christie here?”
“I’ll get rid of the departments of Commerce, Education, and… ENERGY! Commerce, Education, and Energy. Commerce, Education, and Energy.”
“No, Trump is the heel, Kasich is the face! Now, when Kasich tries to get Trump in a headlock, Jeb Bush is gonna enter the ring and shove his face into a Coke machine.”
Heard backstage at the first 2016 GOP Presidential debate
“Man, Trump’s hair has its own dressing room!”
“Death to Obamacare. There is no climate change. Money, money, money, money.”
“Smells like onions and sweat. Is Chris Christie here?”
“I’ll get rid of the departments of Commerce, Education, and… ENERGY! Commerce, Education, and Energy. Commerce, Education, and Energy.”
“No, Trump is the heel, Kasich is the face! Now, when Kasich tries to get Trump in a headlock, Jeb Bush is gonna enter the ring and shove his face into a Coke machine.”
Heard backstage at the first 2016 GOP Presidential debate
“Man, Trump’s hair has its own dressing room!”
“Death to Obamacare. There is no climate change. Money, money, money, money.”
“Smells like onions and sweat. Is Chris Christie here?”
“I’ll get rid of the departments of Commerce, Education, and… ENERGY! Commerce, Education, and Energy. Commerce, Education, and Energy.”
“No, Trump is the heel, Kasich is the face! Now, when Kasich tries to get Trump in a headlock, Jeb Bush is gonna enter the ring and shove his face into a Coke machine.”
Heard backstage at the first 2016 GOP Presidential debate
“Man, Trump’s hair has its own dressing room!”
“Death to Obamacare. There is no climate change. Money, money, money, money.”
“Smells like onions and sweat. Is Chris Christie here?”
“I’ll get rid of the departments of Commerce, Education, and… ENERGY! Commerce, Education, and Energy. Commerce, Education, and Energy.”
“No, Trump is the heel, Kasich is the face! Now, when Kasich tries to get Trump in a headlock, Jeb Bush is gonna enter the ring and shove his face into a Coke machine.”
“Rick Perry who?”
“Nice to meet you, Mr Cain.”
“Bobby Jindal who?”
“Whose turn is it to kiss Roger Ailes’ ring?”
“What is Megyn Kelly going to wear?”
“Trump just ‘fired’ all of the other candidates and is insisting they have to leave.”
Heard backstage at the first 2016 GOP Presidential debate
“Man, Trump’s hair has its own dressing room!”
“Death to Obamacare. There is no climate change. Money, money, money, money.”
“Smells like onions and sweat. Is Chris Christie here?”
“I’ll get rid of the departments of Commerce, Education, and… ENERGY! Commerce, Education, and Energy. Commerce, Education, and Energy.”
“No, Trump is the heel, Kasich is the face! Now, when Kasich tries to get Trump in a headlock, Jeb Bush is gonna enter the ring and shove his face into a Coke machine.”
“Rick Perry who?”
“Nice to meet you, Mr Cain.”
“Bobby Jindal who?”
“Whose turn is it to kiss Roger Ailes’ ring?”
“What is Megyn Kelly going to wear?”
“Trump just ‘fired’ all of the other candidates and is insisting they have to leave.”
“I’d rather be at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.”
Heard backstage at the first 2016 GOP Presidential debate
“Man, Trump’s hair has its own dressing room!”
“Death to Obamacare. There is no climate change. Money, money, money, money.”
“Smells like onions and sweat. Is Chris Christie here?”
“I’ll get rid of the departments of Commerce, Education, and… ENERGY! Commerce, Education, and Energy. Commerce, Education, and Energy.”
“No, Trump is the heel, Kasich is the face! Now, when Kasich tries to get Trump in a headlock, Jeb Bush is gonna enter the ring and shove his face into a Coke machine.”
“Rick Perry who?”
“Nice to meet you, Mr Cain.”
“Bobby Jindal who?”
“Whose turn is it to kiss Roger Ailes’ ring?”
“What is Megyn Kelly going to wear?”
“Trump just ‘fired’ all of the other candidates and is insisting they have to leave.”
“I’d rather be at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.”
“It’s Dr. Evil, I didn’t spend six years in Evil Medical School to be called ‘mister’, thank you very much.”