What I did last weekend.
What I will do this weekend.
What I hope to do next week.

Apparently.
The last time I saw him, I returned home with ebola or dysentery or typhoid fever.
This time, he was the visitor and by the time he left, I was on the couch with the first stages of avian flu or malaria or boogie fever.
Unfortunately, the only thing that was on television that I […]

My hope in all things good has returned. Maggie’s back.

Much of my childhood has faded into fuzzy memories. My best friend, Saboylovegg, has an uncanny ability to recall the names, addresses, and telephone numbers of every person she has ever met, including that kid, Scotty, who had the most severe temper-tantrums of anyone in the second grade. But I remember surprisingly little. […]