I walk my neighborhood streets each evening in a feeble effort to blend in with humanity.
A red envelope filled with Sun gas, tied closed with White ribbon. It meant something to Someone, somewhere. For a moment it rose, Or maybe a day, A week. Dancing in the […]
I had a plan for today’s piece, but Megastorm! ™ washed it away.
Ten mandatory requirements for the Baby New Year.
Sometimes I catch sight of the sun and the mystery of it all returns.
Man, 2016. What a cruddy year.
I burned a lot of hours last week on a bike.
Why aren’t all conservatives conservative? Because being a conservative doesn’t mean being conservative, of course.
I had a piece planned for today, I really did.
I dreamed last night that I moved to Minneapolis.