“seems so good, I can’t put it down, but I will anyway” — The Monuments Men — by Robert Edsel This book is not shown in the above pic as it rests in the living room having arrived in the mail about a week ago. I’ve been wanting to read it until I forgot about it but then saw the author on Expedition…

thin & runny random thoughts — Just like a child, a dog will need to poop everywhere you go. Every time. A mustache without the beard: no thank you I truly enjoy watching people drive on screen. The inside view of the driver, hands on the wheel, the dashboard…doesn’t matter what vehicle, but I note its…

A stink is in the air and it’s got me sniffing far off places. “Wouldn’t it be so great to live there? It seems so beautiful, simple, comfortable.” Chasing it, that other place. Spring hit the calendar with snow storms, one after another, and a warm thaw in between. We…

I’m totally fine now leave me the hell alone. — “I’m glad we talked, I used to think you were kind of a stuck up bitch.” “Why?” “I don’t know, the look on your face.” Knowing I wasn’t the only woman who was afflicted with RBF didn’t necessarily warm me to it. …

Komme schon, baby, zunde mein feuer an! — If you’re looking to read an in-depth examination I’ll stop you here and direct you to over there. What are the 5 Love Languages? Probably Time, Service, Touch, Words, Gifts. Moving on…what are My 5 Love Languages? Kindness, Laughter, Music, Manliness, German. That is correct. As a child and young…

the songs that light my fire — Music has been a part of my life since I can remember being alive. Well, maybe later than that, like 7 years old. My two older sisters and I formed a band in our bedroom with a record player and anything resembling instruments. We’d take turns being the lead singer. …

I’m in the heart of the Keys, the Florida Keys, just before the 7 mile bridge. It is warm and beautiful. The helicopters have been circling above, and the roosters been cocka-doodling next door since 3 a.m. (that is correct). …

wreckage — Before splaying out my disasters, should I claim brilliance, just in some sort of lesser dimension? Factually, not all of my mishaps are the direct result of my brain activity, or lack thereof. Included here is not nearly a complete list, but just a few that stand out. The others…

The dumpster fire of 2020 spit out bizarre 2021, and I can’t help but be a wee nerved-out for what’s behind the ratty curtain of next year. …