I’ve been to philosophy class, and studied comparative world religions. I practically memorized “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Universe” series. I’ve listened to Catholic priests and Episcopalian preachers. I’ve taken acid (then went to a Renaissance Faire) and smoked a little recreational marijuana (yes, I inhaled on more than one…
The Bullying Project Sunday morning, I was watching FoxNews and caught the tale end of the story about the New Jersey father that put the tape recorder in his autistic son’s pocket to figure out why the little guy was so disturbed when he’d get home from school. If you…
Dear Husband – a haiku I’m not your mother You can pick up your own socks Treat me like your wife! You are a grown man Cleaning after you is old It wears me out so! I love you very much But this has got to stop now Before I…
Violations of the Writer’s Covenant The day started like most any other day, blearily pouring myself a frosty mug of Mt. Dew while waiting for my beloved but aged laptop to traverse the testy wireless network to the internet. From there, it was just a hop, skip and 3 miles…
Peeps ain’t got nutin’ on US! As far back as I can remember I have had a love/hate relationship with all things Easter. While most kids where honing their egg hunting skills, I was masterminding a way to get out of the festivities; Sunday School Easter Pageant and the following…
I want to start out by thanking all of you that have followed me over from my old blog on blogger. You guys are truly dedicated. Or maybe y’all are just completely crazy. The jury is still out on that one. For any new readers that might have accidentally found…
You’ve worked hard and now it’s time to think about getting away from all the stress associated with everyday life. It’s time for a holiday. Those vacations are usually a once a year trips that we plan, dream of and sometimes, obsess about. Every little detail is scrutinized over to…
A Miserable Life Do you deplore the drive home from work to face the beast lying in wait for you there? Are you sick of the same old burnt meatloaf night after night? How about that dreadful feeling that washes over you when you wake up to that nightmarish mess…
Last night, Collin and I stopped off at Target for night time cold stuff for me and a couple of frozen pizzas. We got into the checkout line and waited patiently. Finally, our turn came and we stepped up to the little table by the cashier. She greeted us and…
I can see why India gets fondled! I don’t mind exchanging thoughts and ideas with people from all walks of life and from far corners of the planet (ok, even the universe – I’m not biased – much). It broadens my horizons and introduces me to new ways of thinking…
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