I try not to rant or vent on here (an argument can be made for me failing miserably at this but until now it remains undisputed). Today, I can’t seem to resist. What has to be understood is a successful … Continue reading The First Fight.
So I know the title of this isn’t actually correct but If I don’t do something funny with the fact that I was visiting a town called “bathroom”, I might as well retire. So after my vomit and travel-induced coma … Continue reading Discovering the Banos
There are many different things that can spur on a writer. Anger, love mistaken for lust, lust mistaken for love, a little more anger, a bit of drunkenness, and a generous handful of adventure. I wouldn’t know, I am no writer. However, fueled by chocolate cake and single malt scotch, I write. Unfortunately, I do not write of lust or love or the things in-between, I speak of disappointment. On that topic, lets begin with people. The truth is the stilts made of abandonment issues that I walk on daily make it quite easy to knock me off my feet, … Continue reading Things I Find in my Drafts Folder
Ravens and Goldfish 