Beers at the Nifty

The man my captor calls “The Governor” keeps urging us to wear masks, avoid crowds, and not slow dance.  And

As I age – Medicare! – and head for the on deck circle of death, I find that virtually all

Everyone is feeling so sorry for kids today, having to attend school virtually -missing out on their friends and teachers,

My captor continues to keep me in “loose quarantine”, which means I am homebound except for essential errands. These include

I struck a chord/nerve with the Old Man Rant (OMR) post, evoking reactions ranging from “sorta interesting” to “pretty sad”,

Woke last night to thoughts of Jello What’s trapped in there, I laid and wondered Started humming a song about

I am a pretty unflappable person. But I haven’t always been, though I think my family takes that quality for

My captor can bake. REALLY bake. The amazing thing about her baking – beyond the incredible treats she produces –

We appear to be back in self-imposed lockdown, but my captor and I went out the other night to pick

Pey died 2 years ago today. She was a damn fine dog. And while I know that she was ‘just’