Do I dare?
Evidently, I do.
Evidently, I do.
Dear Feastlings, Whether it appears that way to you or not, I’ve been chesting my cards lately. I’ll whine and complain in broad strokes, most certainly, but I don’t spill all the beans, as it were. I won’t give all the gruesome details of the three days running of no-call/no-shows, but I’m apt to guess […]
…and tune into 89.1 FM.
Probably all day long.
Why, I’ll never know.
Hello, occasional Tucsonans.
They more or less cancel each other out, really.
The freedom to be impetuous for a few months.
Though I could stand to breathe a little more.
Come say hi, moms.