He Sleeps the Sleep of Hell’ry Raised…

He Sleeps the Sleep of Hell’ry Raised…

Tricksy spent the entire morning chasing one old cat or the other, and wrestling the dog. As I write this, all of the animals are asleep in the same room, at the same time. Things could go to hell in a hand-basket in very short order. Hopefully, I’ll post again...

Karma, Zen, & a $60 Waste of Cellophane…

Seriously. SIXTY. DOLLARS. I mean, really: Holy shit! I had to remind myself (repeatedly) through Halloweén week of my recently adopted “Zen” Attitude. Throughout the scrubbing of ketchup and peeling of chewed-up chewing gum from doorknobs (actually, I...