Fixing Things and Such

“Dad had a stroke.” Those words will snap you into wakefulness before your first cup of coffee on a Saturday morning. Those words snapped me into wakefulness before my first cup of coffee on Saturday morning. My sister called at 1:30 am. With the schedule we’ve been on lately, we would have usually been up….

I have a reputation for cynicism in some circles. What I call realism, others call pessimism. What I call accurate observation, others call looking on the dark side. I do tend toward caution in belief where other people can see. What most people don’t know is how much my facade, mostly in what I say…

I’m not dead. That’s the good news or bad news, depending on your like or dislike of me and how much you wish that I would be purged from the Earth for your own personal sanity. I may, however, have suffered slight brain death from writing far too much craptastic money-making nonsense, instead of my…

I have been meaning to update, and meaning to update, and meaning to update. Since our return to the country, it’s been a crazy time. I’m kind of aware of how I’ve gotten to a place where I am just so busy, and so brain-fried by day’s end, that I can’t even work in the occasional blog…