No more Pushing Daisies and Ug…

Last night was my neighborhood’s annual “roaming party,” which wanders from house to house — only two houses this year, I gather that it’s been at least 3 in prior years. I was, as usual  [more...]

Coming to the realization that someone you talked to, oh, once a month or every couple of weeks or so… is gone and you will never, ever be able to speak to that person ever again in your entire life. It happens  [more...]