If necessity is the mother of invention, who, may I ask, is the father? He’s got a lot of ‘splainin’ to do. My Memorial Day weekend was a typical raucous affair, with the usual piling on of events in the normal, explosive method. I flew to Fort Worth, Texas to spend time with my two [...]
I may have been a little heavy on the anti-Valentines invective yesterday, though at my age, I think I can afford to be. After all, Ebeneezer Scrooge didn’t ruin his everlasting chances for love until he was twenty-seven. That gives me three more years to be crabby toward the part of the human race that [...]