Laura's Tales From Two Cities

One woman's fragments of a bi-coastal life

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That’s Weird: They Always Laughed at my Jokes in Peoria
Oxford: It’s a Very Nice City
Favors
It’s A Good Thing She Doesn’t Know How to Use Yelp
“There once was a union maid, she never was afraid, of goons and ginks and company finks and the deputy sheriffs who made the raid.”
My Day Will Come
When I’m Ninety-Two
The Mugger
My Mother, My Dearest Friend
I Didn’t Know Anything Lived That Long
Pussycat, Pussycat, Where Have You Been?
The Heart of the Mouth of the South
Acorns Without Hats
Hollywood Squares – Foreign Edition
Sir Kenneth, You Really Were a Great Olivier.
Good Night, Uncle John; Thank You for Your Service.
Passeggiata
The Corner of Fifth and Forty-Second is Where the Magic Occurs
Cat Food the Mouse
Mrs. Cella Builds Her Dream House or Okay, So I’m Not Mr. Green Jeans
I Don’t Know My Ass from My Aardvark
Young Love in NYC
Laura Meets the Lakers
Fairy Tales Can Come True, It Can Happen to You
RIP, Sir Roger Moore
Beverly Hills Cop, Part 1
No Livestock Allowed or Nina Meets the Leader of the Free World
Truth is a beautiful, terrible thing.
No, Actually I Am Not Related to the Collyer Brothers.
I Doubt that Shakespeare Ate French Fry Sandwiches
Some Day, Some Day
I Think There is a Bench Warrant Open for Me in Massachusetts
Is It Summer, Yet?
I Loved You when I Was a Little Girl.
Thomas Wolfe Was Right
Don’t Come On-A My House, Little Girl
Never Mess with a Woman with a Migraine
You and Me – Memories of My Grandfather
When You Hear Hoof Beats, It Must Be Zebras
Greetings from Hell, New Jersey
And to All, a Good Night.
We Don’t Need Any More Furniture.
Christmas, 1994, Manele Bay, Lanai, Hawaii
Living in the Heart of the English Eccentrics
City Mouse Gets a Tractor
A Night on the Town with Jack, Nicol, and Rory
Be Careful What You Wish For
In a Jam, Preferably Strawberry, and Homemade, Please
See him? I Hit Him, Didn’t I?
Regrets? I’ve Had a Few