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Facebook memories are a motherfucker, seriously. I keep running across posts that don’t age well, like the time I complained about the overzealous response to Ebola landing on American shores, or the photo with my…
Facebook memories are a motherfucker, seriously. I keep running across posts that don’t age well, like the time I complained about the overzealous response to Ebola landing on American shores, or the photo with my…
These posts will get published eventually. They all do. Right now they are just for me to record to remember to never forget. I fucked up. The fuck up wasn’t leaving. That was the right…
Ain’t no party like an Aphrodite party. [Editor’s Note – this post was constructed in 2017. The initial segment was drafted on the night of the events. The subsequent commentary is my memory of the…
I did that which I had to do to protect my health. In the cost of that I cannot protect my finances. The job gave me high blood pressure, anxiety and depression. I had days…
Today I began with my writing group. I didn’t know that I wanted to be in a group but today’s output was something – and here it is: The three prompts immediately brought to mind…