Theo stood next to Andre even now, with the cold, the wind, and sleet turning to snow, stinging their faces. Andre held up his sign
As the season of overindulgence fast approaches, we here at the Asylum thought we’d send along our tonic to assist when you’ve indulged in more
As Americans gear down from the World Series and an over-indulgence of sugary chemicals from the bonanza of Halloween junk offerings by “candy” manufacturers; and
As some, most or nearly all sane people wait for Jesus’ return, or at least some sort of heavenly or other-worldly intervention to save said
Henry, our resident canine here at the Asylum, passes along his Halloween sentiments, and his musical selection for the night ~ J.S. Bach -Toccata &
It’s doubtful she knew she was a blessed spirit. But she was. In December, 1973, I found myself laying on a hospital bed – again.