I have a swivel chair that regularly throws me out of it, like it’s a bucking bronco. Two days ago it dumped me on my back, and now I’m in too much pain to think. I have to walk bent double. This has happened several times before. Only bed rest will solve it. So here’s…
I hate masks
October 31, 2015
Tonight in the US is Halloween, a very metaphorical celebration for me. The light on my front porch is off, signalling to those who wear masks that I’m not approachable. I don’t reward those who conceal who they really are. Actually, my mother, Tim, and I stopped handing out candy several years ago. Teenagers without…