My laptop thinks I live in Utahville, Pennsylvania. So It’s already tomorrow over here. Not that I can keep track of days anymore. And nothing is supposed to make sense. I also wrote a really funny poem that I can’t post on Facebook. But for Lent I chose to give up my excuses for not …
Content Warning: Language Maybe I should have a content warning on my forehead: “Same Old Fucker” In case my latest mystical joyride of creation causes an inflation situation that could rival what’s happening at the local gas station. So when I’m pulling hairs out of my chin or squeezing something of mythical substance from my …
