Ink Spots

 I have come to hate the word “Password.” As in, “You have entered an incorrect password - try again, idiot.” Or words to that effect. For those of you who don’t spend much time on the internet, I think you are really smart. And a lot happier than those of us who send...

There are few pastimes which span three generations. Dancing would be one. However, the style of dancing in my generation, and that of our children and grandchildren makes calling it a shared pastime a bit of a stretch. Bing and I, for instance, loved to dance (okay,...

    I’m writing this on the Fourth of July and Seamus is not a happy camper. Seamus, if you are a newcomer to this column (welcome!), is my nine-year-old German Shepherd mix who has been with me for two years now. He’s a lovely companion, except: 1) when it...