So. I thought it was a summer cold. I was sure, in fact. And then, well, it wasn’t. The fever was the first clue. Then came the aches. On Saturday, my entire body hurt so much, I…
We Are The Dreamers of Dreams
He will always be “Willy Wonka” for me. I will always remember sitting at a table next to his, after first moving to L.A. I ate my entire lunch through joyous tears. Young Frankenstein. Silver Streak.…
How the Sausage is Made
I was talking to Mister about this and that and he pointed out that sometimes it’s best to not know how the sausage is made. If this sounds all willy-nilly, allow me to sort of explain. I…
Herding Cats
The other day I attended a meeting and I felt downright sorry for the facilitator. There were more participants than expected, as many folks failed to RSVP. Can’t complain too much about that though, as participation is…
Fruits of My Labors
Yesterday I decided to tackle some tasks, a little of this and a little of that. When the sun started to set, I realized I’d been at it for hours. And while I got quite a lot done,…
Monday, Monday
A week ago, I started Monday with a carryover of Sunday’s blues. It wasn’t the best. But today is a new Monday, a new week. And I feel new as well. I didn’t do anything extraordinary over…
Satan’s Butthole
It’s gonna be warm today. And that means a couple of things. 1. My ass is gonna be in that pool. 2. Mister will surely say something about the heat being as hot as satan’s butthole.…