It’s No Wonder I Get Headaches


So, I said before that I hurt my back a few weekends ago. I had a follow up visit with my doctor. Like, in his office. All my other visits with him for the last year have been video visits. It was weird, but I didn’t hate it. I had to wear a bra though. That sucked. I mean, I guess I didn’t have to, but we all know what we get when decorum flies out the window. Anyway, it was a good...

The Kitty and I Had a Rough Week


I mean, it wasn’t the roughest week in the world. On a scale of “For all that is fucking holy, the pandemic is never going to end” to “Trump gets the 2024 nomination” it was about a “The grocery store is too fucking crowded and why aren’t those people wearing masks?” Our black kitty, Alfie, is a wheezy cat. He’s always snored a little, but the...

The Street Where I Live


The street where I live?
Imagine if Charles Dickens described a typical working class neighborhood, but in the Midwest. And in 2021. Then, Thomas Kincaid paints the street, but he’s been disillusioned and is in a bad mood.
That’s what a painting of my street would look like.


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