What it is…

There is something about a song. Pick one. Maybe it’s a song that makes you cry. Or a song that fills you with jubiliation. A song you go to when you’re drunk. Or when you want to dance… Or, when you’re wanting to tap into your cerebral side....

Hammerin’ Hank

Hank Aaron died today. When I was a kid, Hank Aaron was a miracle. He was the kinda hero kids assigned that sort of status to because… well, he deserved it. Hank Aaron was good. Hank Aaron IS good. Magestic at his game of choice. A fighter before we really knew...

The Ritual

From it’s resting place at the rear edge of the desk, she lifts the mirror and places it more comfortably near. The audible shiiiing it releases as it achieves its first bit of air reverberates as if a sword were being liberated from its scabbard. It’s...

The Visitor from the North

Recently, I inherited a Siberian Husky. He’s an adorable furball, but he’s got a bark that’ll scare the pants off anyone. He uses it to great advantage… the unsuspecting schoolkid cutting the corner by our house a bit too closely; the obachan...