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abtest

Happily and lazily married

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | November 18, 2018 - 12:00am

Once again I am engrossed at my computer playing Free Cell.

Sunday Lifestyle

Feeling like sludge

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | August 2, 2014 - 12:00am

I don’t know what I did yesterday except attend a lunch meeting with my Rizal cousins.

Modern Living

Add magic to life

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | March 2, 2013 - 12:00am

I have recklessly devoured salted watermelon seeds, a packet of crackers eaten with brie cheese from France given to me by my cousin, who works there, when he was cleaning their fridge here getting ready to leave. ...

Modern Living

Slightly disheveled

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | August 7, 2010 - 12:00am

Last night, Wednesday night, I came home a few minutes before seven.

Modern Living

Living old, living well

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | June 5, 2010 - 12:00am

When you look at my column’s photograph, laugh. It is an old picture taken about five years ago. Of course, I have aged. What else can I do? That’s what happens naturally in everyone’s life.

Modern Living

Escaping from the blues

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | October 17, 2009 - 12:00am

Last night I went to bed exhausted and this morning I woke up still tired. You’d think I spent the day running yesterday when in fact I spent it sitting at my computer playing Free Cell.

Modern Living

Keeping track of time

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | March 5, 2005 - 12:00am

What happens to time really? Is it always there, always the same for you? Does it adhere to a universal standard? Why is it that sometimes there seems to be so much of it and other times none at all? What happens...

Modern Living

Keeping track of time

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | March 5, 2005 - 12:00am

What happens to time really? Is it always there, always the same for you? Does it adhere to a universal standard? Why is it that sometimes there seems to be so much of it and other times none at all? What happens...

Modern Living

Getting over Clunker

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | September 28, 2002 - 12:00am

I called her Clunker. I guess she took offense. I would if I were an old laptop and my even older owner called me Clunker. She was five years old and people I took her to told me, "You must change her,"...

Modern Living