Missed

by | Apr 13, 2019

His glossy flanks glisten in the morning sun. Sleek and shiny, well fed on corn, he runs along the fence line, moving faster than my finger on the trigger. I will see you again after work, Mr....
TMI

TMI

by | Apr 1, 2019

If you don’t want to read a slightly vulgar complaint about the discomfiting realization that I am becoming an old man, stop right now. You are under no obligation.   They don’t tell you this stuff when you are younger. Oh sure, you hear the jokes, but they don’t...