I forgot… Forgetting isn’t just for the olds. It is, however, something you do more often when you’re older. Like forgetting why you walked into a room, someone’s name, where
And unusual. It’s a quote from the 80s classic Beetlejuice. It fits me and many others. If you haven’t figured it out yet, I love exploring the fringe. Ghosts, cryptids,
What to do with a screaming head? Great question, but that leads to more questions. Never one to just blithely charge without surveying the landscape, we must answer a few
Hot water dropped on me from the steam stack I leaned against. The warm Florida sun was hot enough without the droplets of condensing steam peppering my bald spot and
This is not a swear, no name in vain, or an exclamation. Christ is my life model, the measuring stick of my shortcoming. Over my lifetime I’ve watch the words