Interesting news in my world recently. The mystery of what caused my aorta to explode apparently has been solved–and it’s very docile name is ACTA2 I was a little disappointed to hear that from the geneticist’s nurse the other day… Continue Reading →
Something Good Wow the world is rife with a lot of outrage, deserved and dished out…but a puppy. A puppy is a friend forever. Don and I were considering giving Duke another friend…but now that I am in love with… Continue Reading →
I suppose I haven’t been doing the writing thing to the level I’ve crafted my own stories and editorials in my own head—I’m the most prolific writer there ever was, if only I would write it down or type it… Continue Reading →
You’d think I had more to fucking say over the past swell of time…and I certainly do–in spurts, small jetties of words that come rushing out and then I realize…what I have to say is not well encompassed with just… Continue Reading →
I know I’ve sparsely written about this, but maybe I never really put it all in one place, boiled down and specific, worked through in even summary form for any of you to ponder. So yeah, we all know I… Continue Reading →
We all want to be the better version of ourselves after a year’s come into reflection…I always do, and why I’ve always fallen short…and this is the year things have to change, and it starts with small habits which will… Continue Reading →
I think–well I started writing this before I was drunk, say 1 pm. This past year has been harder than anything–the drowning we have done I am over, and this year I want new habits to make new habits, if… Continue Reading →
I don’t quite know how I am going to tie my title to a relevant post, but I just like the flow of the words…I suppose many of us may prove to be caricatures of envy, wondering how we got… Continue Reading →
I feel like I might need to mark this day because I am hoping it will arc into a longer and larger trend. But last night was the first night we didn’t drink ourselves drunk in some time. With a… Continue Reading →
Oh, but I did try and Don and I talked about it–what we would do. Without kids or family that likes us much, we would have to donate 90% of it, given how much COULD you really spend in what,… Continue Reading →
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