My grandmother Kay Jackson knew Lena Horne back in the 1940s and 50s, and was actually often mistaken for her. They did look incredibly alike. My grandmother would tell me stories about the few times that she got to hang out with Ms. Horne and about how they would laugh over the doppellganger effect. My mother looked a little like Lena as well (see below); and what my family and Lena Horne had the most in common were their beautiful singing voices. Losing Lena Horne this week almost feels like I'm losing my mom and grandmother all over again. I only hope that these three wonderful, amazing and gorgeous women are up in heaven right now; singing show tunes and laughing. And maybe watching over me.
I am a very witty and likeable pop-culture gadfly who has a surprising amount of hatred for most people. My quick temper never lasts long though and it's impossible for me to hold a grudge.
I love television more than most people love their kids and watch a horrifying amount of reality shows. But I'm not so much of a couch-potato that I don't get out and enjoy the beautiful sweet air of the Emerald City.
My large circle of close friends are my family and I'm fiercely loyal to them. I will cut you if you try to beat me at one of the many boardgames I play frequently.
And I defy anyone to make a better Mojito than me!