close, but no skull fracture

Now that it's warm and, occasionally, sunny, I like to put my life on the line and go walking. Sometimes far, sometimes wide, but always dicey. It's only May, barely a month into springtime, and already there's been bloodshed. Copious amounts of blood, in fact. All mine. By the quart, or the pint, at least. Last … Continue reading close, but no skull fracture

the monster in the closet

Get this, I’m the dope who put it there. I’m talking about my bicycle, a blue, two-wheeled, 21-speed death trap. I parked it in the storage closet last November and promptly forgot about it. It’s funny how fast biking falls off the radar after the leaves fall off the trees. I hadn’t expected to face … Continue reading the monster in the closet