Month: September 2017

That old turnip. You simply cannot draw blood from the thing. Or, in lighter terms. When Mr. & Mrs. Coat had a baby, the doctor turned to them and said…. “Well, it’s a wrap.” And that is what I think

I was certain. Absolutely certain. That I was going to be the first “girl” player on the Cincinnati Reds. There was no question. That would be my destiny. I told people about this. I was seven. Of course, I never

It has been quite some time since I’ve last written here. Wouldn’t you know? And a great deal has happened. The earth has spun completely around on its axis seven times. And this big blue ball has seen hurricanes, flooding,

  Just like this barrel, I’m a little shot where my writing is concerned. And so. Like these eggs, I’m taking a break.