Twelve Months Later

One year ago today, at about this time in the afternoon, I was driving north on Highway 49 towards Sharon with the driver’s window down on my truck and Ray Wylie Hubbard blaring on my stereo, singing how we never […]

Two Flags

My Facebook feed this week has been dominated by talk of this flag.                           And whether or not it deserves to fly on the grounds of the state […]


So here’s my post for the week – OW MY FUCKING FOOT HURTS. Thank you, and goodnight. Nah, I’ll do better, but my fucking foot does hurt. But since I usually don’t type with my feet, it’s pretty much irrelevant […]