Elyse, Chablis, and Landmines
Gunnar Olafsson I am tired, but I need noise. Anonymity is not an option around here, as we all know. I need people around me I don’t know. I don’t want to…
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Aligning of the Orbits: Shirley & Bitsy Unite
Ice on the Chickotee, ice in my glass …. Wasn’t that a song? Well, it should be. The icy chunks line the banks of our lifeblood, of the vein of…
Wanda & Vodka On My Mind
Sitting on my recliner, mired in a gray area, unwinding from my day. Reliving today’s goings on in Middle Valley, with capable assistance of a vodka and tonic. It was…
Bernie to the World: Journalism is NOT Dead!
Wednesdays are the worst, this one in particular. Three weather previews to edit, a process story on what could have been the least productive county legislature meeting (which included a…
NOTE FROM EDITOR: Bye, FB & X
Jenny Page No more. Could. Not. Care. Less. Deleted. Focus on https://bsky.app/profile/jennysgottapen.bsky.social and follow there. We love our readers!
Well, if it’s good enough for Buddah …
“No matter how hard the past, you can always begin again,” the famous spiritual guide one once said. Which brings us to this moment, here at the Riverside. I am…
What’s in a name? Carson Contemplates
PowerBreak was new, innovative, and groundbreaking. Print products, put simply, are not. Rather, as I have come to find out, they are a chasm of expense – $20,000 a month.…
DNA Talk on the Starboard Side: Mercury Spills
Lindy’s penchant for outdoor dining wanes for no one, so when Mother insisted we get together for cocktails on the boat on my return from D.C., he was happy to…
An Unholy Alliance? On a Holy Night, No Less
The streets are full and no Cassie, no Shirley, no Trish, no Mercury, no Lindy, and no Mr. Carson Sigmund. I am freezing. Everyone is caroling. I can see the…
Bitsy’s Book Club is Bagging New Blood
Historically, I’m a person who loves the holiday season – the lights, the festive atmosphere. Everyone is drinking, and that’s always a good thing for the bar. It’s a wonderful…