a sad, sad, terrible day

I knew it was coming. It's an inescapable part of life, this changing of the seasons. Heck, I look forward to the transition of winter to spring with all the giddy anticipation of a schoolgirl. Spring into summer, as well. But it's hard to surrender the glory of summer to the chilly gloom of autumn. … Continue reading a sad, sad, terrible day


these are gloriously stoopid times

Welcome to the heyday of stoopid. Percipience is at historic lows, while boneheadedness is in full, fragrant bloom. Here, in America, we’re operating at a ‘check-for-a-heartbeat, there’s-no-brain-activity’ level of stoopid. It’s awesome. Rather than an organic deficiency, our ignorance has its roots in willfulness. We’re zealous in our absolute refusal to think. Or explore. Or … Continue reading these are gloriously stoopid times

making america grieve again

This, a precipitous slide toward civil war, is the greatness Trump has wrought. He hasn’t drained the swamp, he simply dragged America into it. Supported by a mob of gun-toting ne’er-do-wells and surrounded by toadying sycophants, Trump basks in stoopidity. He is the Grand Wizard of Mouth Breathers, a motley group of failures angered at … Continue reading making america grieve again

the secret to happiness

Watching a fluffy, wagging, bouncy dog butt. There’s no sight quite as heartwarming in all the wide world. None. You see, mornings and evenings, I’m a dog walker. Tripping along behind a joyful, sashaying little critter is the very best part of my day. Pulling twigs and gravel and roadside litter from between her clenched teeth, … Continue reading the secret to happiness