Dreaming of a White Out Christmas

It’s somewhat telling that in two posts on his blog today, my ex referred to me as his “friend,” while I generally refer to him as “my ex.” So, one of us has moved on, and one of us  [more...]

I stopped off at home, petted the dog, then took off for Home Depot. When I got back an hour later, Diego was gone. He’d been penned up in the kitchen with a doggie door to the backyard, where I discovered a gap  [more...]

This is how my luck works. Here I sit, in the midst of my mid-life crisis, unsure what I want to do with my life. One of the things I thought about doing was going over to KTEH, the San Jose public television station  [more...]