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Patty Kimerer

Now come on, you all knew this was coming

You knew it was coming. Well, that is, if you’ve been reading the contents in this space with any consistency over the past ... oh, man, I’ve been blessed to be writing this little blurb for quite a while. How long? I’m pretty old and all ... Uh, lemme think. Let’s see now, Kyle was ...

Front teeth, check. Vacuum, you better check out

Sure, we’re all familiar with the classic song about the little feller, presumably recently visited by the Tooth Fairy, who just wants his two main incisors as a present this year. You know, Spike Jones & His City Slickers’ 1948 seasonal smash “All I Want for Christmas is My Two ...

Who needs sleep when you can have a son

Can you remember what you were doing 21 years ago right now? I can. I was just trying to get some sleep. I clearly remember spending the better part of the day simply seeking shut eye. I hadn’t snoozed in a year (almost), so I was tickled blue (wait for it) that a little catnip got pumped ...

Scary shopping season’s shocking sales start

There’s so much I’ve never understood about the utter insanity known as Black Friday shopping. First of all, why do they call it that? Hmm. I wasn’t certain, so I did a little digging. Apparently, it’s widely attributed to the notion that retailers use the date to slash their ...

Take the time to thank all your lucky stars

We all know we should exude it. We’ve all heard it about a gazillion times. We understand that it is, without exception, the right thing to have. An attitude of gratitude. Hmm. This zippy little year called 2020 certainly has put the concept to the test, to be sure. For so many ...

Despite coming second to last, November is great

November is pretty impressive for a month that comes in second to dead last, am I right? Lots of people like the 11th month best. Well, many people; okay, like four. This is probably because there are some undeniable detractors for the poor, put-upon month. For instance, this year it ...

PK’s trippin’ over love letter gone awry, yo

I’m not going to lie. I feel more beat up than a Philadelphia-based poll worker counting votes last Thursday afternoon, you dig? Oops, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to slip in that “you dig.” In fact, the only thing I’m considering digging these days is a hole. A really big one. So I ...

PK’s trippin’ over love letter gone awry, yo

I’m not going to lie. I feel more beat up than a Philadelphia-based poll worker counting votes last Thursday afternoon, you dig? Oops, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to slip in that “you dig.” In fact, the only thing I’m considering digging these days is a hole. A really big one. So I ...

Friends would have us hardly working at WFH

WFH. Now there’s an acronym I’ve only recently become familiar with hearing and using. WFH — work from home. It’s not a novel concept, mind you. For eons, lots o’ companies all over this big blue rock — huge corporations and even teeny weeny Ma-and-Pa type shops — have ...

Friends would have us hardly working at WFH

WFH. Now there’s an acronym I’ve only recently become familiar with hearing and using. WFH — work from home. It’s not a novel concept, mind you. For eons, lots o’ companies all over this big blue rock — huge corporations and even teeny weeny Ma-and-Pa type shops — have ...