Dear Felicia

Usually, I open these missives with some light chat before delving inta the political wasteland that is our Asylum by the Sea, but that can’t happen this week, honeybunch. Too much has transpired. By the time yew git this who knows what political … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Whether it’s the fact that we’re getting on in years or we’re havin’ more fun than we ought to, it seems 2022 is flying by at break-neck speed. Here we are in April already, and Easter is jest 10 days away from the time yew git this missive. That’s … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Here we are in the last week o’ March, hon. We determined to push the second isshew of the month back a week cuz Herronner was to propose her spending plan for the next fiscal year. Soooo, as we publish the details of it, we did what we had to do. … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

How’re things, honeybunch? Things in these parts never cease to amaze or surprise. Jest when yew think things are calming down, another whatever pops up to make things interesting. Setch it was over this past week or so. Of course, those who wished … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Howdy honeybunch, things seem to be moving along here in the Asylum by the Sea – some people hate when Cobina uses that line. She uses “God’s Li’l Acre,” too, like the book in the 1950s, but that seems to us to be a bit presumptuous at times when one … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

As I write this week’s missive, sweets, the city and region are hunkered down for the aftermath of another snowstorm. Yup, January being January, we’ve had a lotta cold, and some mild days, but we have had two big storms as well. A few weeks back it … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

The calendar turns, and the cycle continues. That’s how it always seems around the office. Things might go on, years might pass, but certain things happen at certain times, and you can almost set yore watch to it – if not yore calendar. Here we are … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Here we are honey bunch, a new year, who’d o’ thunk we’d still be going at it in 2022 way back in 1971. It’s been a long haul, but yew and me have had some perty good high’s and some perty lowdown lows over the decades, yet, we’re still here. Still … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Sweetie pie, it’s hard to believe that the Jolly Ole Elf is expected jest a mere few days from now. Whilst I am scribing this missive to yew I’m trying to literally “wrap things up,” with wrapping paper, and getting things under the tree for the … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well, honeybunch, the Thanksgiving holiday is over, and the city is focused on the Christmas and Chanukah seasons. Of course, Chanukah was over jest a few days ago, but things are really in bloom for the holidays around here. The tree is lighted, … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia