Long weekend…
BetsyG rambles about…um…well, if she knew, it wouldn’t have been rambling.
BetsyG rambles about…um…well, if she knew, it wouldn’t have been rambling.
BetsyG mostly talks about The Pretenders concert, and is actually so tired she is writing with her eyes closed, now 75% asleep.
BetsyG goes off the deep end writing this review of the movie Milk when she probably should have been writing about the Obama inauguration.
BetsyG reviews Revolutionary Road starring Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet. Sort of.
BetsyG talks about one aspect of why she loves essays, both reading them and writing them.
BetsyG summarizes her view of musicals in general and In The Heights specifically. Not your average review.
I’m profoundly sad that David Foster Wallace commited suicide. In this article, I reflect on my experience reading his work and ponder the unanswerable “whys.”
BetsyG finishes telling about her vacation, and even gives her review of Batman: The Dark Knight. Was Heath Ledger as great as they say? BetsyG shares her opinion.
BetsyG finally took some time to enjoy the summer, but the week was mostly a weather washout. But she managed to climb a mountain, get to the beach, see Sex and the City (the movie), and buy some new furniture. Read all about it…
Ron doesn’t just hate the sound of oldies music; oldies affect him profoundly…and negatively. This beautifully written essay looks at nostalgia, and offers a philosophical view on what oldies might say about your life.

BetsyG likes to write even more than she likes to talk. Her essays have been published in the Boston Globe Magazine. She has children who would be horrified to be associated with her and her blogazine. BetsyG is a happy divorcée and, suffering from a bad case of arrested development, has no idea how old she really is; her deluded belief is that she's your age, whatever it may be.