by Brad Graber | Sep 6, 2018 | Whimsical Observations on Life
The other day, I was watching an old movie and it occurred to me that there are so many words that are no longer in vogue. For instance, pocketbook. No one uses that word anymore. My grandmother did, but then she’s been gone since 1972. Or valise. When was the...
by Brad Graber | Aug 11, 2018 | Whimsical Observations on Life
A few months back, I wrote a blog about being happy. Now for those of you who personally know me, that might come as a surprise. I don’t put out that kind of energy. I’m not a happy-go-lucky type of guy. I’m more of a worrier. Like Dave in my debut...
by Brad Graber | Jul 28, 2018 | Whimsical Observations on Life
Phoenix has been overrun. And I’m not referring to ants. Though, if you leave food on your counters—ants will surely show up. I’m referring to psychics. In Phoenix, there seems to be one on every corner. Find a Starbucks—find a psychic. Tarot cards,...
by Brad Graber | Jul 2, 2018 | News, Whimsical Observations on Life
It’s a perfectly lovely summer day in Phoenix and I’ve just returned from the movies where we go to retreat from the heat once we’ve dried off from our dip in the pool. But today, I feel rattled, unnerved, unsettled. We’ve just seen a supposed...
by Brad Graber | Jun 24, 2018 | Growing Older, Whimsical Observations on Life
Back in the 1980s, I attended a seminar at the University of Michigan. It was an insightful week. We learned about market research, market analysis, and how to create a marketing plan. But the most powerful message wasn’t about the tools. It was about the Baby...
by Brad Graber | Apr 2, 2018 | Whimsical Observations on Life
Can it be that pillows are like rabbits? Turn your back for a moment and suddenly two become four? Four become six? Six become eight?. That certainly is how it seems to work in our house. Without even trying, we’ve managed to collect enough pillows to fill a...
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