an actual holiday weekend
This is the closest I’ve come to work in five days. The last time I took a break from work for more than part of a day… I think was my honeymoon. My honeymoon was also the last time I read a whole book in a day. Which since yesterday? I did. I missed the […]
(and the pills I have to take are blue)
The shingles kind of make me walk around like Bob Dole. I’m always clutching one arm that’s curled up a little gimpy. I’ve got a slight tension frown. All I need is the pen.
i can now, officially, raise the roof
The very nature of a blog is self-serving, self-aggrandizing, self-important and selfish. I know that I write these thoughts down to entertain you while keeping a diary for myself, as I seem physically incapable of writing unless there’s a prospect of an audience. But some days, I do wonder what it means that I write […]