This was not how the story was meant to end. Although it’s not surprising, I suppose, for those who raise chickens. The featured image? It has nothing to do with the topic but the image of a path into the woods serves as a relatively useful metaphor for dealing with the awful experience of losingContinue reading “Rest In Peace, Wonderwing”
There was a time, just a few years ago, when news that someone was buying Newcastle United would have thrilled me. But that was before Jamal Khashoggi. Because, the buyers? Saudi Arabia and Crown Prince Muhammed bin Salman, via their Public Investment Fund (the world’s largest state-owned investment). And here’s the messy thing. I’m stillContinue reading “The Monkey’s Paw: A Sports Fan’s Dilemma”
Those tales of petty revenge that Facebook always lures you with are becoming less attractive to me these days. Probably because I’m seen the other side of it, at least from one person’s perspective. I think someone’s trying to get Facebook-level petty revenge on us, either for not giving them free eggs, or for someContinue reading “A Feather Brush With Drama”
There comes a time in everyone’s life when you realize you are not – and will never be – Stanley Tucci. It might be when you look around and discover you’re not traveling around Italy with a film crew in pursuit of the rare and tasty consummate Italian dishes. Or it might be when you’reContinue reading “Making A Negroni Not Like Stanley Tucci”
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I used to write a lot of poetry when I was young. At first, because I thought I was supposed to in order to be a serious writer. And then because I actually was supposed to when I took a poetry class in college. And then because I could earn pennies per word on Themestream.Continue reading “Poem: Silence Of The North Coast”
Chickens like to scratch in the dirt. A lot. Actually, that’s an understatement. Chickens like to scratch and dig like some sports “fans” like to wreak havoc on social media. They also like to break out of coops like Steve McQueen. But do they like the heat of summer?
After reading A Woman of No Importance, the non-fiction story of Virginia Hall, I was fully prepared to love The Invisible Woman, a novel based on Virginia’s life. Especially after just watching Black Widow and enjoying the downfall of a mediocre white man who controlled powerful women. Well. It’s good to remember that non-fiction canContinue reading “An Invisible Woman Of Much Importance”
Cover Photo of Tower Theatre by Justin W on Unsplash Did I ever expect to call Sacramento home? No, not really. But then again, I never expected Sherlock Holmes to retire in East Dean, England, but there you go. I first viewed Sacramento with mild curiosity when visiting my future wife’s family at various gatherings. I liked theContinue reading “Six Reasons Sacramento Feels Like Home”
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