I wrote the other morning about my beloved/annoying dog Stormy and her demands that I protect her from thunderstorms. This morning was a repeat. There is, however, a twist and a realization that went along with it all. Please follow … Continue reading
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I will admit, I used Google Translate to make sure I got it right. I knew all the words, but my French is rusty. It was obtained on the fly travelling through that country in the 80’s, and mostly confined … Continue reading
In order to follow the “tortured author” script, I’m supposed to proclaim something here about the deep anguish I’ve been experiencing for the last month. Instead, I’m going to update you on the novel, Assault on Saint Agnes, and where … Continue reading
Today brings an end to an era: the balding tires on the Explorer. About the time you read this there will be four new shoes on the go-kart. (Yeah, I’m hip…) I put it off as long as I could, … Continue reading
Sooner or later you’d think she’d learn. Then again, I don’t pick up on things all that quickly and she is my canine companion. There’s video below, but here’s a picture for your entertainment in the meantime. Please follow me … Continue reading