Two and half blocks from my house, there lives an old man. On the outside, he’s a typical, unassuming, grouchy-in-appearance old man. He wears a hat that proudly displays his devotion to the United States Navy, he wears pleated slacks and loafers, he wears aviator sunglasses. All commonplace amongst many male senior citizens, which wouldContinue reading “An Ode To The Guy In The Golf Cart”
Daily Archives: April 5, 2008
In Which The Writer Writes. Er, Blogs.
This is going to be one of those eratic blogs. The kind that’s all over the place, with no real rhyme or reason. You’ve been warned. — The “Service Engine Soon” light came on in our car this afternoon. If you had seen our bills this week, you would know what horrible timing that littleContinue reading “In Which The Writer Writes. Er, Blogs.”