Of Course

I remember that stuffy room above the gym. We danced with a pregnant lady and bantered about things that ring strangely true today. I remember cramming in reading assignments in the hall and all of us arguing about the value of meat and potatoes. I miss those days and yet I don’t think I’d want to go back to them except in a dream. Or maybe all of it was a dream ...

Bravo to the ones who handle this better than I do

Threw up this morning

It was a bad morning, so I’m ending the day by officially checking my man-card at the door. I finally watched the Sex and the City movie.

Keeping it on the DL

Got sidetracked today; this quarantine threw me for a loop! But now I’m working on a new mix. I’m hopeful it has a very happy ending, but some members of my party have a sour view of how I feel. (My brother says the woman I like doesn’t exist.) I have mail that hasn’t been opened and flowers that need to be watered, but it’ll have to wait ...

Life’s a trip

My parents are trying to get me to write a blog about cancer. Truthfully, if I did write a blog, it’d be about how weird they are.

I’m reminded that an old chum and I bought a piece of sidewalk way back in the day in Atlanta. Life is strange, isn’t it?!

When there ...

Then there is no one living at home with you on a Saturday morning, you haven’t met your new neighbors, your cat is away and you haven’t met your future bride, what do you do? It’s sort of a rhetorical question but also not.

For me, I start wondering things. I guess first on my mind is what I want for breakfast. I’d love to have some cinnamon rolls like some temptress posted on here minutes ago, but, alas, I can’t eat sticky buns and have no eggs in the house. (I keep reasoning that I won’t cook breakfast, so I shouldn’t need to buy any, and yet I keep waking up wondering why the h-e-double-hockey-sticks I didn’t buy eggs the previous day!)

There goes the dogs!

I’m feeling nostalgic this morning

For the sinners (and maybe the saints)

That was so heavy.