Monthly Archives: January 2010

Dear California and Florida Fruit Grower Association, You know, I never done wrote a letter like this before to such high an’ mighty important folks like you.  ( Well, maybe once if’n you count the time when I done wrote … Continue reading →

I am so mad I could spit nails farther ‘n faster than a nail gun on steroids. At whom am you mad? Myself. What ever for? For losing something precious and dear to me.  Lost, lost, lost, I tell you. … Continue reading →

Drip.  Drip.  Drip. That’s my nose and not a leaky kitchen faucet.  (Although that’s been leaking lately, too.) I know a retired gentleman that complains about his health almost every time I speak to him.  I vowed that when I … Continue reading →

Today it was 16 degrees Fahrenheit when I walked to work.  As I passed student housing, a young man came out sans coat and with his long sleeved shirt jauntily rolled up to his elbows.  I wore a turtleneck shirt … Continue reading →

Yesterday, I saw an art exhibit that left me with a big question:  just exactly WHAT is art? The display consisted of a white forty-foot long wedge that rose only four inches in height.  On the four-inch high end lay … Continue reading →