All in Other

Oh, What a Feeling, Dancing on the Ceiling

I can’t sleep at night.

Well, I can sleep, but its not good. My sleep comes in fits and turns and fist fights with my sheets and blankets. Each morning I wake up to a crime scene, pillows everywhere, like the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man exploded in my bedroom.

Angel In a Red Dress

Back in the late seventies, just out of high school, anything was an excuse for a house party. Of course, none of us had houses, but our parents did. The best house for a party at this time was at my friend Woody’s parent’s house.

Not Just a Girl and Her Dog

Funny, but the post you are about to read is nothing like the first draft I wrote on this incident. In fact, it is the polar opposite of what I intended. Guess it really depends on which side of the glass you look through.

Let me explain

The Grand Diner

The year between my sophomore and junior year of high school, I got a job at The Grand Diner that was, without a doubt, the best job I ever had. Learned life skills there that I use to this very day.

The Devil You Say!

I am one of those people who believes the universe will send you a sign when you need it. With that said, I’m a little concerned by the signs the universe delivered to me recently.

Lost in the Flood

In the future, when bad weather is forecast, and you are bombarded with news flashes to ‘stay off the road’ or ‘emergency vehicles only’, but you think, ‘it’s not too bad, I can go out’ do me a favor: don’t.