Bobbie Rants

By Bobbie Glasheen Several years ago, I watched Johnny Depp interviewed by James Lipton on “Inside the Actor’s Studio.” My love was put to the test....

I read recently that death is the number 1 killer in the world. Interesting, that. Then why must I listen to endless harangues pointing to...

By Bobbie Glasheen Today’s mail lies scattered on the table before me. No, I do not want to contribute to the Annual Fund to Save...

By Bobbie Glasheen I was asked to write an ethical will to leave with my descendants; to record the values that are important to me. Doggone...

By Bobbie Glasheen Rummaging in a drawer for stray M&Ms, I come across an envelope, splotched and stained with what I hope is coffee. Aha!...

Today I stood at the foot of the driveway and looked at my home. I admired it, turned my head a bit and admired...

By Bobbie Glasheen From our back porch I shout into the pines and the bare, black branches of the oaks. “Give that back, doggone! That...

By Bobbie Glasheen From our lovely porch on Cedar Street, I can sit forever and watch the birds change color and fall from the trees....

Attending a recital at Idyllwild Arts, we entered Stephens Hall and found only one unoccupied seat. Gary offered it to me. And then he spotted a kettle drum pushed against the wall. It was draped in green vinyl and looked more like a round table than a musical instrument.