We all come up empty now and then.
Finding a butcher cover in a stack of garbage is pretty damned lucky, or is it?
Sure, we’re big dumb animals, but what are you going to do?
I need a Valentine. Anybody game?
I don’t know much about this whole “get rid of everything that doesn’t bring you joy” fad, but I know this:
“The camera never lies” is a dirty lie.
Pop songs are all about selling products, though usually the product is the song itself.
Or maybe they are love songs, who am I to judge? The point is that things aren’t always as they appear.
What do you make?
All this talk about New Year’s Day, but it’s January 2 when things really get moving.