Send a Message to Don. This God Damned Funny Business is No Laughing Matter. These days though it seems that every flinty reprobate with a dirty mind and a misanthropic axe to grind is parading across the screen of my Magnavox clutching at his .

You know, give or take a few. Smells of smoke and sweat. Floor and walls and sky are gone. Fierce wind sweeps the mind. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Yes, I have been gardening but no I have obviously not been blogging. So I guess I should get back into it. Have I been growing anything. I have had over 50 nice red and ripe ones. Weird since it has been hell trying to make them turn the last few years. I have a few ears again! And they look great! .

I, Liquorstore Bear, am NOT a clinician of any stripe. I am not even a human being! I am a small bear with a big predilection for drinking. For my parents the answer is NO, at least for now. What precisely IS an alcoholic? Burning questions about alcohol.

If You Give a Mouse a Book. Cleaning house physically, emotionally, and mentally. Whew, I have been busy! I have had Ziva about 3. 5 months now, so here is an update. Ziva and I are still going to dog training classes.

I often go out for meals with my friend Choux-In.

I took the camera to play with Anna. She was game, even moving to several different spots to dance and play with the cord. So I gave him something else to stare at, one of the wand toys with a snake on the end.

On being a bit of a weirdo. I stop wanting to be me. I stop wanting to have air to breathe and a room to hide in and I stop wanting skin. I added that for even more dramatic effect. As with most mornings he received a derisive snort and a less than cheery goodbye wave but, o.