Back in the saddle again….

Back in the saddle again….

I returned back from Colorado, only to find that the Gumpster had mysteriously become possessed by either An alien A nice demon Guilt Fear of me not returning There were flowers awaiting my arrival…yes, I said flowers. The house was tidy, not clean, but tidy. There...
Baby it’s Cold Outside

Baby it’s Cold Outside

When I was a kid, I was an army brat and I flew all over the world – Several of those times, my sister Denise and I would fly unaccompanied, she was 12 and I was 8. We would be put into the care of flight attendants as we flew from Africa to the U.K., via exotic...