Perhaps I spoke too soon this morning with my long, lonely rant.
When I got home today, I discovered a beautiful, hand-made valentine from my beautiful friend Sara. I suddenly feel a bit better. And loved.
Perhaps I spoke too soon this morning with my long, lonely rant.
When I got home today, I discovered a beautiful, hand-made valentine from my beautiful friend Sara. I suddenly feel a bit better. And loved.
I’ve been reading lately about the new Ann Coulter screed, entitled “Treason.” In her inimitable and insane ramblings, she contends that all liberals are treasonous by nature. I’m certain that [more...]
Homeless people are just that — people without a home. They’re not faceless blurs on the side of the highway. They’re people. I always try to do something for people, usually in the form of whatever [more...]
I really should have cynically put the dead bird in a bag and thrown it in the trash bin. Now I can’t stop looking at the spot where I buried it, thinking about it, wondering about it, sad about it. It’s [more...]
