Love, Life & Patchwork Quilts
If I've done my job well enough here, the title alone should make you scratch your head, wondering just where the fuck I'm headed...
Paperboy Prattle
I think I have made it clear that I am not a morning person, not terribly fond of the entire human race until I've...
“Fucking Vermin”: For The Love Of Hatred
Yes, I strategically placed an F-bomb in the title precisely because I'm hoping to draw everyone's attention to a species-wide crisis that, especially at...
The Straight Path Of Of The Circle
Don't you love self-contradictory expressions? I have publicly said several times that I have had a lifelong fascination with words and letters. All the...
The Counsel Of Cats
It will come as no surprise, Hermit that I am, that I spend Thanksgiving by myself, in the company of my cats and my...
Warmed By Frozen Silence
It is true what they say about some of your senses getting better after one or more of the others is compromised in some...
Photo Journal: A Hermit Store Run
Especially for my overseas penpal, April ~
The inbound Carriage arrives
It's a cozy ride
My whole heart hates City life
Crosswalk death's nearby
Gladiator breakfast time!
What hell...
The Best Voices Are The Ones In Your Head
I know, I know... I have issues; obviously, any shrink worth their salt would dispatch a gaggle of white-jacketed thugs to your address...
I Crack Myself Up
I could play the "blind card," or I could claim a senior moment, or I could even try to make the case that I...
