I don’t live on a farm, not anymore. I live in the burbs. And I’m not from Kansas, I’m firmly ensconced in the Great White North (Ontario, Canada). But lately I’ve been feeling like I’m trapped in a very bad remake of the Wizard of Oz.
It’s bad because it doesn’t follow the original plot very well and, for some inexplicable reason, I keep changing characters. View full article »
Okay, I’ve blogged about driving, and we’ve come to the conclusion that I’m a great driver but the roads are all crooked and everyone else on them isn’t watching where I’m going. I know you’re all working on that, some of you may be improving a little – we’ll see how that goes. View full article »
Okay, a couple of months ago I confessed to being ADHD. I admit I’m undiagnosed, but I promise I’m either ADHD or a hypochondriac, and neither one is good. Actually, I’m sure I’m ADHD, being a hypochondriac requires more focus and attention than I can muster. View full article »
A little something about marriage that I’d like to share. About two years ago, when my wife and I had been married for around twenty four years this little verbal transaction occurred in the kitchen of our house. View full article »
A friend of mine claims to be an excellent driver despite a propensity she has toward being distracted in every aspect of her life, somewhat of a shocker on the face of it. Being predisposed to distraction myself, this statement made me think. I’ve come to the conclusion that, for two reasons, she’s probably right. View full article »