Here We Go Again

New Year, New…Me? …Probably Not. But I do suppose that it’s the thought that counts. I can’t promise to write more, because I don’t like making promises that I can’t (or won’t) keep. But I will try. About a month ago a friend of mine died and he was a writer. And while we never…

Lows Bars Aren’t Something To Brag About

The bar for 2017 isn’t set particularly high. I know this because this time last year I was on the phone with insurance people, sorting out the car accident I was in the day before, courtesy of the seventeen-year-old who thought it would be fun to put an enormous dent in my front bumper, thus…