Last Sunday afternoon was memorable thanks to a couple of unrelated incidents.
I tried to emulate a friend in coming up with a hundred things that were special about 2022. I didn’t quite make it.
2023 is already shaping up to be an interesting year.
2022 was a merely OK year…could have been better, but could have been worse. The same goes for this wrap-up.
Ever had a brilliant idea that turned out to be absolutely the wrong thing to do? Welcome to my world.
Existentialism deconstructed with an eight pound sledgehammer.
An old photo brings back memories of being a crossing guard, back when liability laws were more lax.
Raising the bar for trivial introspection. Again.
I’m back. Uh, you did know I was gone, right? Oh, good grief.
Mentally bankrupt, and my checking account ain’t feelin’ so hot, neither.