We exhault the ending. We don’t like the heroic misery that led to the ending. It would be awesome if we could just have the penultimate moment at the peak of victory all the time. One decapitated dragon bleeding out behind one handsome, sword wielding guy. On the guy’s other arm is a damsel no… Continue reading Heroic Misery
We are afraid, very afraid
I wrote a post I titled, “Anxiety“. I wanted to be done with it. I am not done with it. I am not over it. Fear touches me in two ways lately. My son, who I don’t usually write about, suffers from anxiety that causes depression for him. This is actual for him. There isn’t… Continue reading Fear
Let me explain the title of this piece. This aphorism, “secrets have a way of getting out,” was in my head as I watched our local TV station report the march on Broad Street because Dumpf was inaugurated. Dumpf’s opposition is desperate for a secret that will kill his ability to be President. The secret… Continue reading Secrets
Can we have Ceasar with our shit salad?
RayBob wants to marry Dumpf
UNTIL SOMEBODY CHAINS ME UP AND BEATS ME I AM GOING TO KEEP SCREAMING AT YOU! IT’S YOUR FAULT I AM HAVING A TANTRUM!
This is post #200 again. I had over 250 posts at one time before I sabotaged myself and had to rewrite all of them. Because I had to do everything all over I didn’t just put the content back. I did an edit. We are months away from voting on our next president. I believe… Continue reading 200 Again