Just because some of us have OLD AS HELL websites doesn’t mean you idiots should be trying to hack them all day. Trust me, there is NOTHING HERE. Some old links. That’s it.
Now Go Away. Get off my lawn. Etc. So on and so forth.
I’m not going to lie, things have been heavy around here for the past few weeks. Death, hospitalization, coming out, state testing, travel for mom and other serious stresses. So when I picked up the kids yesterday knowing Hala needed supplies for a project I decided to throw a little levity in our...
I feel the anger. I feel the frustration. I also feel the wheels of history and democracy turning. I’ll be watching the inauguration. I’m not going to boycott because my gal lost. I’m not going to refuse to watch out of spite. I’m going to watch history church on and on. I’m going to watch the...
I need to write. Every day it gets easier. Every day it gets harder. I’m slogging through the days, some seem normal, others seem like a surreal half-life. Grief is like a fog. It clouds you. It comforts you. It brings you to your knees at moments so benign you had no warning. I thought I...
Those are the words of a small child, a Latino Kindergartner in Tennessee to be exact, who his teacher says was “told by classmates that he will be deported and trapped behind a wall” —and he asks every day, “Is the wall here yet?” Think about that for a second. In other parts of the country “some...