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Over the Christmas break my family was treated to the performance of a lifetime by my nephew Harley, I mean Hobo Joe the Magician. Move over David Copperfield. Hand over your wand Harry Houdini because Hobo Joe is in da’ house. Hobo Joe began with humble beginnings living in a cardboard box that was discarded… Read more
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I have a teenager in my home. She’ll turn 14 in about 2 weeks. Just in case, you don’t have a teenager in your home, let me tell you what these strange creatures do. If they have any type of electronic device, they spend hours taking self portraits (selfies) with various faces, and posting them… Read more
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After we buried my dad February of last year, I drove back to Texas basically with a pickup, plants, and a photograph. The pickup still sits in front of my yard, longing for a spin around town. The plants, I’m proud to say, are flourishing. And the photo sits on a shelf in my dining… Read more
