Living in the sub-mundane, surrounded by sub-mediocrities consumed with trifles of stupidity and ignorance, trudging along each day trying to avoid land mines of dung
“Jazz is an open ended music designed for open minds.”- Anonymous Smoking Time Jazz Club ‘Charleston’ & Dancers Photo credit: http://www.unsplash.com/@photofil
Navigating through the lies one encounters every minute of every day is every bit as cumbersome as trudging through the thickness of pig shyte, with
When we’re given the transport code to the next life, where, so we imagine, we’ll be told of and be able to see all the
When you are the keeper of a dog, or two, or three or more (bless you), you spend a lot of time picking up poop.
Dreams in Fifteen Minute Pieces A Short Story *** “I had a dream about you…maybe a year or so ago,” she said, taking a drag