See? We don’t always have to choose the stupid thing!
Diaries, to me, are private. Blogs are public, meant to be shared.
“I think for a buck or two you can display the secure wwws.irl heading, making many of us more comfortable.”
Our grandson Quentin has his high school diploma.
Maybe instead of reading Dr. Spock when we were young parents, we should have been watching the birds.
I must telegraph it somehow, because if I so much as think about going somewhere in the car, Mister B knows, and won’t let me out of his sight lest I sneak out without him. As I’m going to do this morning. I need groceries for dinner tonight, Safeway isn’t dog-friendly, and if I leave […]
I’m not a fan of posing as something you’re not on the internet, and if you asked me why I’d say it was my experience with AD, rest his soul.
The media isn’t going to change. Critical thinking skills are more important than ever. If your first thought is “good luck with that,” I’m with you, baby. We’re doomed. Got any donuts?