Just for you, Froggy.

Yup, it’s that time of year again, when the new star burning brightly doesn’t herald the birth of a new King, but instead signals me the there’s an incipient ulcer flaring in the GI tract. It’s my annual “wrap books for donations to the cat shelter” event at the local branch of a national book…

A few weeks after I wrote Never send to know last April, I started going into work about fifteen minutes earlier and I stopped seeing the elderly man and his dog in the mornings. I wasn’t sure how to interpret this, since neither man nor dog moved particularly quickly. Was I just too early to…

There’s an old wive’s tale that a salamander can pass through fire unharmed. In real life, many salamanders can shed their tail to escape danger, essentially giving up a less critical part of themselves to save everything that is important. Salamanders go through a metamorphic life cycle, changing from one aspect to another as they…

When I was a kid, fried marble jewelry was big. I doubt many of my readers remember the gawdawful bracelets and necklaces we made using fried marbles, but I remember with particular pride a lime-green bracelet I made all on my very own when I was maybe eight or nine. One fries marbles by heating…

sigh. Just when I get a good head of cynicism and contempt going, somebody has to come along and kick my legs out from under me. Case in point: The Minion. I believe that in a very recent entry (like maybe my last one) I had my nose out of joint because the Mouth and…

Right you are, WA. To be honest, I didn’t recognize the comment as a troll’s till you put me onto it. I just thought it was some stupid kid who was used to soaking off of Mom and Dad and didn’t have a clue as to the realities of adult life and the honor in…