Darn. I forgot all about the moot. Shangri-la Starbucks, 2 p.m. Ladies and gents, it’s almost 8 p.m. Sigh. Anyway, Plug the First. The New …
Embrace
ignore this ramble
Today’s a Twin Rocks, Oregon day. It’s been raining sporadically since morning, and I had been thinking of appropriate mood music. (Segue: speaking of music, …
And when the night runs over…
1. Called Tatay Easter Sunday – it was his 46th birthday. His cell rang and rang till I couldn’t stand the ringing anymore and he …
change is good.
Been experimenting with a new journal appearance. Not too much of a departure, but I’m trying to alter it little by little. I had a …
From Esau to Jacob (or, An Ode To Patty)
I hate being mushy. I hate honest, heart-on-the-sleeve letters. I hate getting letters that make me go red in the face because the letter is …