
In Recollection of Past Mischief
I spent years working hard for the usual reason: dire financial necessity. But fortunately, my work life granted me all sorts of silly situations and moments that I, at least, found spiritually sustaining.

Of Cake and Compliments
It's Christmas Eve, and I've been making cakes and receiving compliments.

And The FBI Has Lost My Fingerprints
This sort of thing happens to me quite a lot.

Ever done anything that required a sincere apology later? Me either. I've certainly apologized for some minor acts of arson, and that time I forgot to carry my own tray to the trash bins in the food court, but apologies aren't about right or wrong. Apologies are like nailing a dead fruit bat to someone's door; you don't want to do it but it's an easy way of quieting a person down. I'm here to help.