The penetrating dampness makes my old bones ache.
Tag: Writing
Talkin’ some trash
It’s only four bucks -- and it is garbage, after all -- but it’s the principle of the thing.
Above the clouds
Deb was right. I’m glad I made the effort...
Really?
Over the weekend I detached from the blog and put my full attention on living Life (instead of documenting it).
Skipped a day
There should've been a new blog post here yesterday...
Yes, I know
You don't need to tell me.
Does anyone really know what time it is?
(I've never used a phone for that.)
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.









