Fried A

almost to the weekend, which is never a bad thing. I’m sitting here torn between writing a bit of fluff or posting a cat picture or something vs. getting all serious about things going on with me. I’m torn because it really helps when I write things down. Even if nobody reads it or comments […]

Thud.

So sorry, y’all, having a bit of a time right now. But here’s something to distract all of us momentarily. Shamelessly lifted from Busy Mom’s blog… (she said it was OK) Name someone with the same birthday as you. Eric Clapton. Where was your first kiss? Probably at church during a youth group dance. I […]

not pretty

Nothing worse than feeling sorry for yourself. Today? Can’t seem to stop. Maybe it’s the rain. Maybe it’s my son screaming “I hate you!” repeatedly before school. Maybe it’s the realizing how far I’m drifting from my wife. My kids. And thinking all the fucking therapy and happy thoughts aren’t worth shit today. Maybe it’s […]