Endless Rivers

of Hope

In spite of all the madness in those days (the crazy 80’s), I held down a job for eight years until—eventually—I was laid off. It wasn’t a surprise. Life had gotten really ugly, and I was showing up late on a regular basis, or calling in sick altogether. If I had to identify my first …

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Bad Hair Day

December 9, 2016

Has anyone seen my comb? Who took it?!? Come on, I’m serious guys.. she’s got the camera!


Anyway… who ruffled HIS feathers?