When I get homesick, Google comes to the rescue — I can just take a bird’s eye view of my old house and note that my old white Prius is parked in the spot by the mailboxes — this was before Bonnie [more...]
I’m a homeowner. Quick, easy, no muss or fuss; I’m about to take a little ride 8 miles north to my new home and contemplate my next step, which will be the eradication — nay, genocide — of the [more...]
