I started writing about my long-ago battle of wits with my goddaughter...um, let's see -- maybe last year? To be honest, I have no idea. I was bad enough keeping track of time before COVID and now every day I'm asking myself "Wait, is today Blursday or Thriday the 81st of Junvember?" Anyway, better late than never, right?
Ever look in the mirror and go 'WTF? I look like I've run out of meds.' Yeah, I'm kind of at that moment right now.
My memory sucks. All I wanted to do was go up to the grocery store. But I just couldn't find my damned wallet.
Thing are getting real with COVID19 as businesses close and events are canceled. Yours truly is stuck at home, so thought I might as well post some thoughts on the matter.
The Houseguest has been a great roommate -- except for when she's a pain in the ass. Like when it comes to certain smells -- like pot pies.
We're still a few days out from the New Year, but I thought I'd get a jump on it to sweep out the negativity that's been hovering over me the past couple of months.
Wishing all those who celebrate the Nativity a very Merry Christmas; I hope you are enjoying the day with family and friends. To those who don't celebrate, I hope you're having a good day too. Anyway, a brief post. I posted the other day about my current experience with the U.S. health system and a …
Sorry, instead of a post full of holiday cheer, I'm going to bitch about why the U.S healthcare system sucks ass and how it's beggaring me -- and other complaints and observations. So, my friends, I've been remiss in my blogging efforts for the past few months. It started out with my kidney stone, which …
With this chapter, I'm jumping back to quite a bit earlier in the story when meth was just becoming an issue.
My last attempt at regulating my brother's drinking had met with mixed results, But my brother was anything but a quitter.