Javelina Attack
I met Mayor Carolyn Goodman in March 2014, on a motorcycle trip to visit my son in Las Vegas.
No Sheep No Sheep You’re the Sheep
The real sheep are those who let the stupids get to them and quit wearing masks because they want to look tough.
Wednesday Bag o’ Returned Mail
Is mail forwarding no longer a thing?
Stars. And Stripes.
I won’t even mention all the things you can watch on streaming TV, because I know we’re all doing that anyway, so much so that it’s starting to slow the internet down, like disinfectant wipes in the sewers.
Doing Things the Safe Way
It’s getting old, blogging about sheltering in place. But we’ve got it easy — for far too many Americans, the shutdown isn’t merely old, it’s a financial disaster.
Saturday Bag o’ Whatever
I asked about shaving after my photodynamic therapy session yesterday and the dermatologist said not for five days. Hell, I may as well start another beard. Maybe I will. Mister B was annoyed I didn’t offer to take him for a walk this morning, but Polly did and he’s happy now. She said while they […]
It Matters
What matters? Where you put the apostrophe.
Down on the Farm
Canned laughter. Who does that any more?