In Case You've Wondered

My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.

If you're here for the stories, I started another blog:

One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.

I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.

Monday, June 30, 2014

I'll Complain About The Heat

Why? Because that's all I can do. Ninety something with seventy something humidity is stifling.

When I grow up, I'm not going to do this anymore.


  1. You just complain about the heat all you want. After all, you patiently listened to me complain about the cold all winter.

    1. It doesn't change anything, but I feel better.