Numbers Hooking up with Letters

I still have my Carly Simon and Carole King records. You know. The ones that require a turntable and needle to work. Most of the things of my youth were left behind when I moved West in 1974. But not these women. I brought them with me. It felt wrong to abandon them after all they [Read More...]

Why God is mad at his mama

I have this theory that has absolutely no basis in fact, whatsoever. It’s just a notion I drummed up in my head one very long day ago. It’s not even theologically sound. Let’s just say it makes about as much sense as the Big Bang theory. So indulge me, if you will.  If not go have [Read More...]


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