[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] ‘Twas the night after Thanksgiving, when all through the land, Rabid creatures were stirring, the time for shopping was at hand; The lines began building outside the stores, In hopes that shoppers would be first through the doors; The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While parents began proving they were wrong […]
I have been spending the last several months of my life pretending to be a writer. I have been wandering here and there, and maybe even a little hither and yon, in pursuit of The Book, while very slowly writing said book. But now that pesky woman known as Mother Nature has decided enough of the warm […]
Occasionally there is a malicious rumor that goes around implying I am somewhat smart; that I have a fairly functional brain in my head. Whenever this happens, I do my best to clear the air. The simple truth is I am basically clueless … especially when it comes to how other people think. There is […]
As I think I have said before, I am not sure one can really go walk-about if they are not doing too much walking. Now that I have survived the most recent pass through the forge as I turn myself into whatever tool I will be, I decided to start taking some control back. Winter is […]
I have not been here in a very long while. Not just because I have been off wandering the like the intrepid explorer I am (not). But I keep misplacing my sense of humor, which makes taking note of humorous anecdotes that much harder. Add to that the constant uncertainty of internet access and I […]
It is odd how a journey that was supposed to be of the feet has recently entered the realm of the metaphysical. This is part of the reason I have not shared much recently. My physical walk-about has temporarily stalled in Ohio (still not quite sure how I ended up here), but my mental … […]
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] My journey of late has become more metaphysical than physical. Who knew that would be the more painful adventure? I love mirrors. Well, to be more accurate, I love reflective surfaces. To me they are like gateways to other worlds; doorways to What If. They are spark plugs for the imagination engine … ready […]
