Heated Seats and Other Mysteries. 

So I was carting the kiddos to school when the topic of heated car seats came up (our current grocery-hauler has none). While reminiscing about the luxury of having”bun warmers” the following conversation ensued: Me: “I miss heated seats.  They were my favorite on cold mornings. The next car we get will most definitely have… Continue reading Heated Seats and Other Mysteries. 

Goals

“Write drunk, edit sober.”  I’m too drunk right now to recall who actually said that, but I like that shit!  (Sober me would like to note that Ernest Hemingway gets credit for that quote.)  I cannot think of another profession where I could get plastered, then go back and clean my mess up before it got out.… Continue reading Goals

Texas Chupacabra Rescue Foundation

For too long, these precocious, rat-dog-looking cuties with faces that frankly, not even their own mothers’ could love, have wandered aimlessly around south Texas.  Where did they come from? How and why did they choose Texas as their home? Are they illegal aliens that will need to be deported? Do they have or need jobs?… Continue reading Texas Chupacabra Rescue Foundation

Idiosyncratic Point of View

So I have this teeny-tiny idiosyncrasy. I drive with my side view mirrors adjusted to show as much of the world around me as possible (See the two bottom pics).      I don’t understand why people want to be able to look at the side of their car while they are driving (see the two… Continue reading Idiosyncratic Point of View