A baby from a king cake. Kept as a memory. Of New Orleans, I'm guessing. A memory that faded to nothing. See ya.
Years of sitting on a bar stool, from Virginia to Arizona to Louisiana to North Carolina to Florida and back to many of those places again hasn’t eased the loneliness one bit. Friends always tell you that time heals all... Continue Reading →
A golf ball. Maybe at some point in my life it had meaning. Maybe I found it somewhere while something interesting was happening with someone important. I've only played golf twice. Once with my grandfather, the other with my brother... Continue Reading →
Nah. I got a new job, finally. So, posting has been a low priority. That will change tomorrow. I've got a lot of things tossed, donated, or sold. See, new job, Oxford comma nonsense...
A USB drive, from sometime in the early 2000s. I was intrigued to see what was on it. Alas, it was blank. With a whopping 62.2 MB of storage available. Sad there was no old article from the Sun Journal... Continue Reading →
I'm trying not to Really, I am. Yet it never happens The way it should. I hope you remember, Though it's silly. Come on now, It's time. Goodbye.
First short review of my attempt at 52 in 52... Clearing the Bases" by Mike Schmidt. I started reading this one on my toilet. I always have a "toilet book." This one did not give me a reason to stay... Continue Reading →
like the world needs excuses. but, here is mine. I found a job. A part-time job. Couple that with two freelance jobs and a 2 year old kid as well as searching for that elusive "next" career, I fell off... Continue Reading →
I re-read those Chapters. Man, what a fizzle out of angst it became. I'm taking some time off from that story. It started to suck. And when it starts to suck, you've got to step away. Read this instead. It's... Continue Reading →
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