Ever since Echo came to stay, things have been topsy-turvy around here. Now don’t get me wrong, Echo’s not living with us. I do not now own three dogs. This place isn’t big enough.
No, Echo’s my son’s dog and he just came to stay for a long weekend. Continue reading →
The truth is, I’ve got nothing to blog about. The longer I’ve stayed away from blogging, the harder it’s been to get back into the groove. Not because I’ve been working on some important pursuit, like writing the Great American Novel. Sadly, that’s not why. Continue reading →
My arm is doing much better, thank you very much. Vastly improved, if I say so myself. There’s a smidge of pain when I extend the arm, but it’s so minor I barely feel it. And knowing that I’m on the mend–99.9% back to normal–makes me one happy camper! Continue reading →
But in those six years, things have gone from bad to worse. Chavez drove Venezuela into the ground and Maduro, who took over after Chavez’s death, buried it, putting the nail in the coffin. Continue reading →