Minds like file cabinets

“When will this be easier for you? What will make this easier for you?” Someone asks the Sunday night before Thanksgiving in response to my comments about this Thanksgiving and future Thanksgivings being difficult. Continue reading


Tormented by construction

“If the turd doesn’t fit, you must acquit.” That’s basically what Mark told our neighbor one night. I’ll call her Doris, because she’s old. I don’t know why he bothered, because Doris is a tad senile (or crazy!?), but I guess everyone has a breaking point as it relates to finding bags of dog shit in their pickup truck bed. Continue reading