If You Read Only One Blog This Year

Saturday was the 5th Annual Festivus For The Rest Of Us at Bone's. This year's total of 15 Festivites surpassed by one the all-time...

Here we are in the midst of the fastest and--I do believe that old cliche--most wonderful week of the year. I threw a pork roast in the cro...

I'm sipping on my second cup of hot chocolate of the evening, listening to Trans-Siberian Orchestra. Anytime I hear someone say how not...

I was googling "can you put tennis shoes in the dryer?" last evening when it hit me, I should probably look into getting a life. ...

I suppose my disdain for bumper stickers could be traced to my formative years. My mother insisted on proudly displaying a "Willie Nels...

In those bright and blinding lights in that crowded lonely place, I remember your smile. It hardly left your face that night. And if you w...

I think I must have needed some time to decompress following the phenomenon that was Blogtober. But don't think there hasn't been p...

Blogtober may have gone, but the posts live on. This is from a writing exercise I did last month out of a book that I have. You were suppo...