The SFB

Random musings from a Gen X life lived on the edge… of nothing except Lake Erie. 70s and 80s pop culture and music.

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  • EXITS

    Did I intentionally ignore the exit signs? And will there be re-entrances? Saw a post on Facebook that got me thinking about exits. About people with whom you were once close, or with whom you thought you were close, exiting your life. Those individuals that you shared intimate details with, secrets, longing, ideas, music. Sometimes… Read more

  • Valentines season picks for THE perfect song. Even though Valentine’s Day is over, it’s still February, so I’ve got one more hot song about lovin’ that I want to talk about. Can’t really make a list of hot songs and not include something by Prince, and his early perfect hit I Wanna Be Your Lover… Read more

  • Crying in MAD and MOMA

    So yeah, I sound like a broken record.  About not having friends.  I keep writing about it, returning to it.  If you’re reading my stuff you are probably tired of it.  But I find this time in my life confusing, confounding, it makes me sad sometimes, not as much as it used to though.  And… Read more

  • Signs

    A hawk and a text. I have been struggling with something the last few days and really feeling lost, stupid, and like I made bad decisions. Wondering how a fairly accomplished and educated woman can makes foolish decisions. But also trying to forgive myself for being human, being curious, being overly sensitive, and overly sharing… Read more

  • Her favorite holiday. My mom was a force to be reckoned with and I always miss her this time of year. So I’m sharing two things I wrote for her: both her obituary and the eulogy from her funeral mass. And Happy St. Patrick’s Day to all who celebrate the wonderful traditions and heritage of… Read more

  • What’s up with holidays that are about forced merrymaking? A Valentine’s Day rant. Nothing  wrong with celebrating love, but come on, what actually is Valentine’s Day?  I mean no one is celebrating St. Valentine, right? I know the story about St. Valentine.  I was the advisor to a middle school newspaper in which kiddos wrote… Read more

  • To All the Boys Part 3

    1986 and ’87, Geneva, New York. Ready for the spring formal for one of the fraternities, maybe Phi Sig, at Hobart College. In my thrifted dress, haha, and my grandma’s jewelry. And a really interesting shade of blonde hair. But my tan was looking good! Ha ha! Lol! I thought I could do this in… Read more

  • And the rabbit hole I fell down while reminiscing about this PERFECT song. It’s the end of the world as we know it and are we feeling fine?  If you were in college in the early to mid 80s R.E.M. was everything.  I was reminded recently that It’s The End of the World As We… Read more

  • I may or may not have been studying for finals here in the spring of 1986. Part 2: The College Years  “Boys and girls and music. Why do they need gin?” Annie, It’s a Wonderful Life Everything fun happens at night.  Especially a summer night. When you’re young and fun, all the good stuff happens in… Read more

  • The confluence of music and attraction. This is part 1 of what will probably turn into a three part saga, LOL. I have to broadcast a warning before anyone reads this. And maybe I am being presumptuous but… if I have dated you, loved you, lusted after you, or had any romantic or semi-romantic relationship… Read more