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My Two Cents Over Grass
I’ve never been one of those people who has a talent and knows it and pats themselves on the back for it. I’m actually usually one of those people who rarely recognizes a talent until someone points it out and I really can’t think of an argument and then I’m like, “well, damn, maybe you’re right Read more
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Better than the Lottery
As you know I’ve been going round and round with this prison trying to find out about Joe. The “Doctor” who is his caseworker is, well, for lack of a four letter word that starts with c- and ends with -unt has been less than pleasant with me for the most part. Again, I get Read more
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Dear Murderers, All You Need is a Boat
I got home from work the other day and I was super exhausted. I got in the house, immediately put on my sweat pants, stripped out of my bra, threw on my favorite tattered old Bob Marley t-shirt with the rip in the front that I have tied in a knot and decided that my Read more
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Reality TV
Very rarely do I ever sit around thinking, “man, I wish I had a marketable skill.” Today, however, as I called lawyer after lawyer and got basically the same numbers in dollars and cents, I started thinking, “why was I never a stripper?” Stage fright and pink eye, I guess is the answer. I guess Read more
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May Not Be a Complete Success, but I’ll Take a Partial Today
Today was another mostly uneventful day on the Joe front, though I did get a little more information today and definitely got reprimanded by a chaplain, I still don’t know much more than I knew when I went to bed last night or the night before or the night before. What I do know: when you Read more
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