She had to set a good example. She is “in training” to be a Service Animal. Her black and tan face, with those big and gold and intelligent eyes, seemed … Continue reading Ms. Winnie-Winnie-Winnie Goes to the Big City
Tag: Memoir
A Quandary
A name is not so simple. Especially if you have so many. There is the fundamental, rhetorical question – the Shakesperian question: What is in a name? I have had … Continue reading A Quandary
Hermitage… A Wealth of Food… Connecting with the Living
Something about staying in my house for days on end appeals to me. I have been blessed with a life where I don’t have to go out in public if … Continue reading Hermitage… A Wealth of Food… Connecting with the Living
You Can’t Blame Good Sex On A Puppy
Ever since my wife and I moved into our dream home, The Locke Nest Cabin, as I’ve named it, one of our favorite things to do is have our coffee … Continue reading You Can’t Blame Good Sex On A Puppy
A Little Bit of a Different View
Years and years have passed. Originally, I was going to write about this subject – this film – back in 2004, when it was released to the world. And the … Continue reading A Little Bit of a Different View
Dreaming About It Happens From Time to Time
She was in my dream again. I’m not sure how many times I have dreamt about her throughout these ten or so years since I first found out about her. … Continue reading Dreaming About It Happens From Time to Time
What A Life
It was not that long ago when the cold weather was something I feared. And rain. As well as the blistering hot sun and humid air of the summer. I … Continue reading What A Life
Just Like A Kid
Going out to get pizza is something I have enjoyed since childhood. Usually, I think of movies, Friday nights, and the start of a weekend… you know, kid thoughts. Thoughts … Continue reading Just Like A Kid
One Final Note of the Night
Even a fool, when he holdeth his peace, is counted wise. Proverbs 17:28 On my desk is a book I flip through, reading the different writings and quotes, epigrams, sutras, … Continue reading One Final Note of the Night
Gory Gruesome & Grotesque: Memories
It was one of my favorite things at the theme park. Just the outside view of it seemed daunting, haunted, and so much fun. I was a kid. I’m not … Continue reading Gory Gruesome & Grotesque: Memories
Notes From the Night Desk 