Raking leaves was doing absolutely nothing to ease my muddled mind, so I took a long walk where I encountered two adorable young lovers and some musically appreciative cows.Read More
I have a perfect life.
So people say; so it must be.
I want for nothing, except for you.
There, I said it: I want you.
My state’s cheeky nickname–Trumpsylvania–will become relevant a bit later in this post. I’ll just start by saying I come from a long line of proud Democrats.Read More
Yesterday seemed determined to chap my ass and laugh about it. But just when I was about to write the whole day off as off as an overcooked shitburger, something happened.Read More
Don’t quit your day job.Read More
Characteristically, we Pennsylvanians–urban are rural– are a study, working class people. We’re also woodsy.Read More
When he was young, my son loved to go for walks using his keen litt-boy eyes to scout for treasures.Read More
I’m not gonna lie; as an athlete, I’m woefully lacking.Read More
I think a 38th wedding anniversary deserves an original poem, don’t you?Read More
I believe we should all be inconvenienced from time to time so we learn patience and humility.Read More