Some days are sky’s -a -fallin’ days. This is one of them. One headline too many and I wonder if a linen sky would be cool in summer and wrinkle like my black (of course) pants.
People are still running … Read the rest
Some days are sky’s -a -fallin’ days. This is one of them. One headline too many and I wonder if a linen sky would be cool in summer and wrinkle like my black (of course) pants.
People are still running … Read the rest
Superdelegates. I know nothing about them. I think they look like this.
The orange ones are for Clinton.
Those two red curly threaded ones on the left are undecided.
The two blue ones are sick maybe, have cancer or a … Read the rest
“Are you tired of not catching that fish you know is hiding from you?” the inventor of “The Flying Lure” asks on TV.
Leaning forward in my chair, knowing full well that I have never gone fishing in my life, … Read the rest