An old – and pretty much former – friend recently posted a reminiscence online, half bemoaning and half bitching about a dearly-departed bastard. Her view was the dearly-departed. Mine was the bastard part. Poolie knows the history of said dearly-departed bastard. He went by the online name of Michael. Former friend was taken in by…
Tired and True
Woke this morning about 2:30; after tossing a bit figured I might as well get up. Had a couple of come-to-Jesus meetings with family members this week, though not the typical combative version thereof. Just spelled out in simple terms that this isn’t going to work and that changes are no longer negotiable. I didn’t…
I Should Be Dreaming
It’s past midnight and I’ve got to get up for work in another three hours. So why am I on the computer? Raging insomnia-Я-us, it seems. I took a couple of Tylenol PM last night around 6pm and it kept me groggy for a very typical 24 hours, following which I’m just awake enough to…
Just Another Drop in the Bucket
Apparently Lance Armstrong is being sued by the US Post Office for about $100 million. Why, you ask? Because the cash-strapped Postal Services managed to scrape together $40 MILLION dollars to sponsor Armstrong for bicycling around the world. In a world where kids barely out of adolescence are bombing us, we’re engaged in one war…
Fly Away Home
The babies have flown the nest. Well no, not the daughter (yet), but baby birds. A wee little nest was built under the eaves of our back porch and mama and papa bird have been raising their little ones there for the past few weeks. The nest is getting mighty crowded with five rapidly-growing baby…