I’m so old now that I get to kick sentences off with such phrases as, “Well, in MY day…” while holding my aching back, aimlessly waving a crooked index finger and calling people “whippersnappers”. So while you’re here, noshing on my snacks and drinking my beer, you will indulge me as I take you back […]
childhood
Of Grandmas and Chocolate
I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth. So my palate wasn’t exactly…evolved. When I was a kid I hated German chocolate cake. Actually, I didn’t like chocolate at all, but add that funky coconut or whatever it was that made a cake German chocolate and…..BLEH! My favorite cake was yellow cake with […]
Crime and Punishment: The Middle School Years
If my mother’s ashes weren’t scattered out to sea somewhere, I could ask her a few things I’ve been wanting to know. Like, who did she vote for? Did she believe in God? Why the hell did she marry that lying-ass idiot fourteen years her junior after she divorced my father? And most importantly, what […]
