The paint guy, Dave, wanted to discuss Trump while we waited for my ceiling mix to jiggle. Apparently he has a lot of family and friends south of the line. So, whadda they think? I asked. “They’re ...
Some days it’s hard to know where this blog should begin. There’s just so much pathetic news to wade through! So, snap on those sexy hip waders, and follow me. Breathe only when necessary. Down she ...