Prologue A few days ago I took a cross country train excursion from New York City to Norman, Oklahoma. The events leading up to the trip are varied, and frankly, none of your business. But for transparency sake two main points forced me to do this: my mother’s rapidly declining

The Oscars were on Sunday, and it wasn’t just a celebration of great acting and films but all the red carpet broadcasting makes the fashion just as important. If you took a drink every time you heard ‘Who are you wearing?’ you would have been deader than a George R.R. Martin character.