Olivia Wilder

HOME - Home on the range. All roads lead home. Take me home, country roads. Home for the holidays. Home is where the heart is. And where you are right now. Don't you just feel like baking an apple pie?

RADIO - Refers to my "Olivia Wilder Times" and "Sunday Art of Living" internet radio (podcast) shows, where I interview celebrities and other unique people who pique my interest, or entertain, or just amuse me. Here you will find links to past guests, shows, and a list of upcoming guests, as available. You will also find the titillation you mistakenly sought here. Maybe.

BLAH BLAH BLAHG - The title says it all. Go there if you are really bored. It's my blog of sorts. I always mean to write one, but rarely do. Just know that I am always thinking them. Read my mind, if you dare. Be forewarned: The subjects I blahg about might be inane, arcane, just plain insane, or all of the above. I am nothing if not versatile.

BUY ME, BY ME - Also known as "OliviArt." What? You didn't know I could be bought? The answer is yes. Yes I can. Well, my paintings can, anyhow. And just as you were thinking when you saw that I could be bought, yes, I AM cheap. And very collectible. Seriously, this is a limited time offer. I won't be around forever. And neither will you.

SERENDIPITY - In 2004, the word 'serendipity' was voted one of the top ten words most difficult to translate. Basically, it means the faculty of making fortunate discoveries by accident. It is also one of my favorite words. If you haven't figured it out yet, this page could also be called "Crap Shoot."

OLIVI-AUDIBLES -Oh, boy. This is gonna be a big old snore. I have this idea to do some different sound files on separate players. Some Oliviaudiblogs, perhaps, poetry (*Note: to write this stuff requires an extreme state of angst, which I no longer have. Read: Old stuff.), and I am going to put up chapters of stories I've written for you in short bursts to lure you by the mellifluously hypnotic trance my voice puts you in (Read: "Sleep") to come back for the ongoing serials.

LINKS - (Coming soon!) Here you will find links to sites that I love, hate, or love to hate. Seriously, these are places I frequent infrequently. Now you get a peek into my truly warped mind. Consider it my permission to be a voyeur of hundreds of sleepless hours spent surfing the only way I can: off the water. (I can't stay on the board, and there's plenty of sharks circling, but still I try...)

ETC - (Coming soon!) Esoteric and even more random things than you'll find on the other pages. Visualize a trip to the Nordstrom Rack or Filene's basement. "Some days chickens, some days feathers." That's a phrase this guy Herb Larsen, whom I still swear is Jewish, but who insisted he was Irish, (Hah! Larsenberg? Larsenstein? I rest my case) used to say all the time when I was a young girl of callow skin and shallow needs. I think I finally figured it out, and it's this page, defined in a mysterious, but stupid phrase. Some days you might visit the store, and the designer clothes and shoes just arrived with an amazing clearance price and all in your size. Some days the same outing will make you feel like you're homeless, living out of a trash bin, hoping for some 4-day old pizza crusts. Sorry for that.