It’s been 10 days now since I had my back operated on. I went into this experience without any expectations, and I believe that was the only way to approach it. I remember changing clothes in the hospital, needing help... Continue Reading →
These are the first non-white socks I ever purchased on my own. This was in Arizona, around 1996. Before that, always white socks. Scary to think about it now. They served me well. But they are done. Taps.
A box of socks. Sorta. I do not like white sox anymore, so I donated the batch to a thrift. They all date from the late 1990s and early 2000s and have seen a lot - good and bad -... Continue Reading →
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