Occasionally Brilliant. Easier reading than Twain.
I like my bed. I really do. Itโs one of those รผber-fancy king size “As Seen On TV” memory foam numbers that I overpaid for back in the day. Iโd sink into it at some godawful hour and sleep like a baby. I could lay there for hours upon waking, grazing on the never-ending digital […]
No use fooling ourselves. Have we been? Has the well run dry? Is the horse dead? We have been licking our wounds for a year without healing them. Put the thing to bed for a while. Sure. And do what, I suppose. What would the music sound like if you stopped long enough to hear […]