Imagine, please, dear Reader, if you will, sitting down in your favorite pub, breakfast grill, steak house, or anywhere you order food and drink. Look at all the employees in … Continue reading Milk Crate Proverbs, Part 1

Imagine, please, dear Reader, if you will, sitting down in your favorite pub, breakfast grill, steak house, or anywhere you order food and drink. Look at all the employees in … Continue reading Milk Crate Proverbs, Part 1
Something was wrong with Giant Papa. He should have been sleeping next to Giant Mama, but he could not sleep. He kept going from the top of the tree house … Continue reading The Adventures & Mishaps of Winnie the Ditch Dog (Further)
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“Now you can’t get mad at me.” Immediately, my guard went up. When the first thing your wife says to you as you are just waking up is for me … Continue reading The New Littles
There was a boy covered in a black sheet. His head was underneath. He must be afraid, I thought. I need to get to him, pull that damn sheet off … Continue reading Saved By Winnie, the Anatolian
It was at the desperate end of my final semester at the University of Akron when I discovered Last Exit Books. Located at 124 E. Main Street #1, Last Exit … Continue reading Nothing Like A Good Bookstore
There is a subject I have avoided writing about: my son. That’s right! I’m a father. For reasons which seemed noble at the time, may have turned around and bit … Continue reading For the First Time
Originally posted on Notes From the Night Desk:
I’m horrible at editing my own work. Or anyone else’s work, for that matter. I’m horrible at spelling, my grammar is atrocious,…
The files are piling and piling up… with so many files still needing editing and organizing. I look at the stacks of pages, the files on the computer, and I … Continue reading And the Torch Burns At Both Ends
Everyone is allowed to have their favorites. A favorite brother, or grandmother… an aunt or uncle. For me, for the longest time, in my youth, my favorite was a cousin. … Continue reading Technology, a Reunion, & An Introduction