Lavinia Did It.

The President of the United States sat at his desk with his head in his hands. No way this was getting any worse. He’d just turned the corner, the economy was coming back, and now this fiasco. “Admirals, I want … Continue reading

Another Week Of Bleak.

Tomorrow we resume flash fiction for the confined. Today, however, you get one of my patented posts designed to make the stupid uncomfortable, the brilliant cheer, and no matter what else, the time pass before all the snow melts and … Continue reading

Yippee, Skippee, You’re All Going Dippy.

I’ve been joking that since I’m eligible for Mad Cow disease due to my living in Europe in the 1980-1990 time period, that I’d like a Corona with my burger.  Some have objected that it’s not funny to joke about … Continue reading