(I've never used a phone for that.)
Does anyone really know what time it is?
Tag: Writing
The funk
Here I am -- grimy, tired, sore and feeling every bit my age.
Tinkerer’s folly
It killed my buzz, that’s for sure.
‘You have to see it for yourself’
Maybe that's why you're here.
The Why
In day-to-day life, I don't devote much energy to answering that...
The clown car
I drove, Deb held the puppy on her lap, and we clipped the other two into the dog hammock in the back seat...
Here we go again…
This is the culture. And we let it happen.
We stayed put again today
Looks like we've adopted an athlete...
I don’t know where this is going
(Don’t laugh. It could happen.)
Shifted
I had a good chunk of a blog post written this morning...