People come and go so quickly around here...

Welcome back, Bridget, from your Vegas vacation. Thank you for the lovely Eiffel Tower drinking glass. Thank you for not getting married. (Not that we don’t want you to marry. Just not in Vegas. Not in one of those ‘wedding places.’)

Au revoir, Martha. Hope you enjoy your ride on the Hiawatha.
Stay in touch. Don’t become too much of a cheesehead.

Now it seems to be too quiet here. Twenty minutes ago, while trying to hammer out a reasoned yet firm response to a goofy op-ed piece by Eugene Kennedy in Sunday’s Trib there was an incredible amount of noise. Animal noise, video game noise and what my late father would refer to as generalized lip farts. Now it’s so quiet. Where is the happy medium? Oh, I know, the happy medium receives $60 for a 30 minute consultation (as seen on a nearby billboard.) OK, maybe she’s not necessarily happy...though pulling down $120 an hour would jolly me up a bit.