Birthday Morning Reflection I’ll could easily see myself limping into age 51 with my reading glasses on, ears ringing, knees aching, and right shoulder pain from sleeping wrong. It’s easier to look back instead of forward. While I may be there physically, thankfully, not mentally. Unlike the mysterious Area 51 Read more…
There are two types of people in this world. One type sees a tall kitchen garbage bag and thinks: Hmmm, that bag is about 87% percent full! If I change it out now, I’ll get a sweet neat tie off on those little red ribbon thingamajigs and I’ll be able Read more…
One Moo’s tracks stretch around the outside, around the outside. Around the outside of our home they stretch like yoga, bringing peace and tranquility to all things that she doesn’t view as prey. There is a tasty same sounding ice cream involving peanut butter cups I savor, but these tracks Read more…
Black Death Swan Dive I like word play. Mixing phrases, words, tenses, and meanings into new combinations is historically a pursuit usually reserved for poets. It extends more recently to song writers and rappers. Subject matter doesn’t matter when well written. The grasp is the goal. Subtle nuance, double entendre, Read more…