all year-long i set pen to paper to list the things, people and circumstances i’m thankful for. typically i’m uncontainable: an erupting geyser of gratitude; oodles of exclamatory grammar gymnastics and language syntax conveying my whistling teapot...
sunday morning prior to the rooster’s cock-a-doodle, the hunkiest and i were riding shotgun down the 101 highway for our annual thanksgiving trek up north. my favorite vacation ever, a tradition that goes back to my years in the single digits, our thanksgiving...
so who has seen the new bond movie, skyfall? people just love the bond movies. i am lukewarm on the bond movies. some i dig, but most of them are ho-hum. it’s like the steamed artichoke appetizer. very rarely is that order a hit out of the park, but for some...
hmm, “whiskers on kittens” are definitely cute, but i start to sneeze after 30 seconds holding a tiny, wily feline. in fact, my nose is starting itch just with the thought of those little, mewing scamper-butts crawling ’round my wrists and ankles. ...
