Airport Confessions

First of all, you should know, I’m not going to regale you with tales from the mile-high club so, if that’s what you were expecting in my airport confessions, you might as well take your mind out of the gutter right this second.

This is about my recent experience traveling and why I am questioning whether I can ever, ever travel again. Continue reading

Maltipoo Goes Crazy for Tennis Balls

Don’t ask me what I’ve been doing. You don’t want to know. Let’s just say that all work and no play make Jack a dull boy. And by Jack I mean me. I’ve barely come up for air! And while … Continue reading

Train of Thought

It’s Grand Central Station around here, what with these trains of thought going through my head. Of course, I’m happy to regale you with a few, so join me at the depot for a spell. We can kick back and I’ll order us some refreshing lemonade, spiked with you-know-what. We can then watch these trains go through my head. Trains of thought, that is.

Someone said to me, upon hearing my age, Continue reading

Me and My Bright Ideas

Me and My Bright Ideas

So, of course you pick up the pace and scramble home, trying desperately to hold on to that thought because it’s got the makings of a fantastic first sentence. You scrunch your eyebrows, trying to concentrate on that thought and lock it into your brain so you’ll remember it perfectly until you get home and can write it down on a piece of paper or on your computer. And all the while you’re saying to yourself:

“I can’t forget. I can’t forget. Please don’t let me forget.” Continue reading