You have to play the rests. God worked six days of seven and rested on the 7th. Oh shut up. I know you, the one who wants to drag me into a fight over whether the 7th day was Saturday or Sunday. Go away. One of the conventions of storyContinue Reading

A California girl nicknamed Katy who’s father tramped about the west advising miners on safety grew up eating food that you would recognize as Mexican. Her husband brought Humboldt County, Scotts/Irish ideas about food to the house. The food she grew up with was weird to him. Roll the storyContinue Reading