Whoever made this mess…
Have you — in your lifetime — ever thought, “I don’t care who made this mess…clean it up!” ? ? ? ? We have a mess here on Earth. Some people want… Continue reading
Have you — in your lifetime — ever thought, “I don’t care who made this mess…clean it up!” ? ? ? ? We have a mess here on Earth. Some people want… Continue reading
My brain is spinning inside a galaxy of information, when all it asked for was a teaspoon of thought. With just one word, we can access anything at any time from any… Continue reading
There are some things that can only be explained by saying, “I don’t know what got into me.” Our neighbor was taken away in an ambulance months ago. My better half went over… Continue reading
Apparently, it’s my 10th anniversary with WordPress, or should we call it Blue Word host press? I’m underwhelmed. I’m being congratulated for paying money each year to a blog hosting site. Some people… Continue reading
Facebook was advertising that Bluehost has merged with WordPress. It’s like saying that Thor (the epitome of strength and character) married Katherine Knight (who stabbed her husband many times with a butcher knife… Continue reading
Inflation is spelled with a capital AAARRRUUUGGGH! My insurance bill jumped by $50. My phone bill jumped by $20. That’s $70 less that I have for the important things in life, like Dave’s… Continue reading
Just sharing a few things that made me laugh: What? it’s not made of plastic? If a security guard can tell you that your mask exemption isn’t valid, can a sales lady can… Continue reading
Life is beginning to look like this: I’m told, by people who have had near-death experiences, that we have chosen the life we’re living. We’ve “married” this piece of flesh until “death… Continue reading
Those famous words from The Wizard of Oz! Yes, we’re living somewhere over the rainbow in the land of Oz and everything in the world is trying to eat us. Politicians have two… Continue reading
It’s so important to understand words. My editor emailed. She’s ready to upload First Level of Hell: The Mothers of Us All She only needed a few things…like an ISBN number, the rest… Continue reading