When you click on a photo in Facebook it takes you to the album with that picture. If you click the picture again it’ll take you to the next photo in that album. I sometimes do this just to look
Hometown Diner
Sometimes the late night chat conversations can get a little sideways… For what it’s worth, the stuff about my home town; all true (or as nearly as I recollect *cough*). Except the Indians win a State Championship a lot
Some days…
You wake up just wanting to tell somebody off. The naysayers and doubters throughout life who have held you back (or tried to) are good targets. Those who never believed in you. Who smirked at your accent or laughed at
The Moon Sucks
She stands barefoot on the front porch in sweats and a t shirt. Arms crossed, feet together on one of those, “not cold enough for a jacket but cold enough to make you glad it only takes the dog a
Feeling bookish?
When you write a blog regularly you sometimes get free posts from folks. You’ll start to write a reply to a comment on another post and after 30 minutes of writing you realize that it’ll make a pretty good post
Merry Christmas
I could share the normal platitudes about Christmas being a “time for sharing” and “family”, but everyone does that. I could go the other route and remind you that Christmas is a celebration of the Advent and Christmas. I could.
7 pictures for you…
Occasionally when I’m working too hard I’ll get an email with a subject that says something like “7 pictures for you”. In my email window I can see a summary of the mail and that says, “You have been sent
Manly? II
A few weeks ago I posted a question in “Manly?” about how to explain to young men what it means to be a man. Rob and I have discussed this repeatedly since then and sought input from a lot of
Cartoon Profile Picture?
The fad this week is to change your Facebook Profile picture into a cartoon character if you support the fight against child abuse. I haven’t done it. I’ve seen several threads discussing the value of this and tonight, someone asked
The Cockatiel, The Farmer, The Cop and The Barmaid
We have a cockatiel. His name is Kiwi. The bird annoys me regularly but I have to admit that he’s pretty cool to have around. Mrs. Jinksto, loves the damned thing. A lot. He sits with her as she reads,