A Good Friday.

Because around here, isn’t every Friday a Good Friday? Hell, let’s make that everyday for that matter. So I have a little confession. It took me forever to keep Good […]

Sometimes.

I worry. That I won’t have anything to say some days. And if I do, will it be good enough? Or, I will have something, lots to say, but not […]

Too Good.

I could not stop laughing at this. Brother and I were walking B, and I noticed Brother turning his head a couple times, looking back. I wanted to know what […]