August 2015

For pity's sake, don't feed the Oops!    Saturday, August 1, 2015

There’s a gremlin that follows me around.  He moves my glasses, hides my wallet, takes my keys (he seems to have a special fondness for the key to my mailbox). He’s lived with me for years, since my college days. He lives mostly on caffeine, disorder and procrastination, all of which I generally have in abundance.